I'm thankful to be alive and I know I've got genuine friendships here and in person with members whom I adore for WHO they are. I am alive. My libido doesn't matter all that much these days. I was a virgin bride. A lil Goody-goody two shoes. I didn't know that a high libido wasn't normal. Now, I'm just trying to just enjoy simply being alive.... Life is a challenge of resilience. plain n simple. You either survive, or you learn to see the joy in every tiny moment. rain drops spattering on your face. The welcoming morning calls of wild mourning doves and quail. I wish y'all joy and safety in your lives
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Sunday, January 3, 2016, 5:50:14 AM- | ||
so.... the first new thingI got for the year... was my daughter's cold uh huh.. oh hell yeah... she's been coughing right into my face. sigh she's full of self pity right now.. sure that no one else can appreciate her fear distress and concern... I have no pity for self absorbed attitudes. nor for rudeness intentionally chosen behaviors... I'm displeased with the start of the year... but I happen to be a mom who has to remind her adult child to be reasonable and responsible for her attitude and behaviors. things will be what they are. | ||
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Friday, January 1, 2016, 12:15:59 AM- | ||||||
sliding a finger into my wet slit... he teases my lips soft, folds of velvet... mmm, closing my eyes I press against him, kissing his lips and nibbling a trail over his neck and shoulder... I moan and clamp my mouth over his naked skin... then kissing and nibbling a trail up and over to his adams apple, I begin to suckle nip and lick from there, to his chest... opening his shirt to reveal a chest, broad and wide, with curls of color and silver... a hand slides in to massage his chest, then I begin to kiss and tease a nipple... I've needed this... a rush of hot wetness covers his fingers... he's been kissing and fingering me the whole time... groaning he lifts his hand to my lips to have me taste myself... he slides them back in and claims my mouth with his... penetrating, demanding... hungry... I suck on his tongue then feel his tongue torturing me with reminders of the patterns he plays over my warmth below... I groan as he plunges two large fingers into me, and thrusts his hips against me. I feel him hard even through his clothing against my soft thin lingerie... I thrust back and feel his knuckles brushing against my skin... He pulls back to lick on finger clean then runs the other one over my hard nipples then down to my navel.... God, I'm on fire... He kneads my ass with one hand while kissing me.. again sharing my sex... my flavor... Mmmm deliciously, sweetly tart and rich... His shirt on the floor, and my hands at his jeans, undoing buttons and pushing the heavy cloth down his hips... I want him... I've been waiting too long to feel his body heat me higher... My slit and inner thighs wet and slick with need... I pull his hand back to touch and explore me... then I slide his hard curve inside.. feeling him press against me, then pull out and begin the mating dance... I then pull away, lick my lips and run my fingernails over his hairy chest to the coated cock below... fully swollen... hard for me... I clasp fingers around him and begin to stroke him... then knee below and look up saucily into his eyes hungry for the scene... My lips open wide to take him slowly deeply in... he groans louder and taingles his fingers in my hair.. pulling my face closer and rocking in and out of the heat and wetness of my mouth... I pull away enough to tickle my tongue against that place where the shaft and base of his mushroom meet flicking it as hard and firmly as I can against his sensitive flesh... I want him hard.. bulging with need for me... I want him eager and unable to hold back... I lift my eyes to his and he moans a rumbling explicative... that just makes me more eager to taste and make him cum for me... licking sucking and taking him deep within my throat... I feel him throb and pulse... and hear him softly say, "Oh, God." Mmm, my job is done for now.. He kisses my mouth then walks me to the bed, lifts me gently and places one leg over his shoulder... whispering huskily "Now, for dessert" and begins to give me the pleasure he has been looking forward to giving me... all while feasting on my wet, thick gel like cum... | ||||||
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Tuesday, December 29, 2015, 6:06:03 AM- | ||||||
I was advised by someone who's known and enjoyed me intimately.. ummm, that he felt that people on the site would enjoy hearing my orgasms here... ummm yeah.. trying to figure our how to post THAT... horny men and the things that enthrall them... just sayin' | ||||||
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Tuesday, December 29, 2015, 4:20:58 AM- | ||||||
the new year is coming... and I'm hoping for good for all of us... what are your plans for the weekend? what aspirations are you going to try and reach? me... I'm hoping for improvements for my daughter... to make payment arrangements on my hospital bills... and to see the rays of hope and joy in my life when they're there. | ||||||
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Friday, December 25, 2015, 7:04:35 AM- | ||
long conversations with family, on the phone... how I wish I had more time, more energy, more money... and did I say, time??? yes, I know... dad and I discussed his recent facial reconstruction... God knows I still struggle emotionally over his fight with facial cancer.. the irony of this used to crush me... now it merely brings a tear burning and trickling down my cheek... I'm thankful, oh so thankful that it hasn't claimed my daddy to take him away from us, too... Dad needs me more, now. He asked mt advice and guidance as to the fight with Medicare over all the surgery and reconstruction after all the radiation treatments... the removal of all but 4 teeth due to that therapy was fought prior to his cancer treatments... now being fought all the more. I'm also going to help my daddy mixing the shades of acrylic paints to finish a beautiful little sculpture of an elk.. he'd started it before my daughter was born. My dad used to create gorgeous carvings... and duck decoys that are lifelike. I can proudly and lovingly say I got my artistic talents from him. Today, I spent my time with split between my daughter and her doctor's appointments and then cheering and distracting her... her belly has had an odd mis-shaping to one side.. a hard mass seems to have developed there.. finally a doctor has noticed what has concerned me for two or so years. She gave my adult daughter her first pelvic examination, noted that the bulging was her uterus... and ordered a pelvic ultrasound ASAP. We should have called today/Thursday, Christmas Eve... to get it done ASAP.. If it's disconcerning or inconclusive a CT scan will come next... she'd mentioned the distinct possibility of a large fibroid. I don't know what to say... my daughter is edgy anxious and weepy. it's Christmas... snow and ice... cold weather and warm clothing are things we have to deal with daily... Having a four day weekend this weekend is needed... and a three day weekend on the next.. also greatly needed. I had my daughter empty her stocking tonight, and pop a holiday cracker open... just for fun... in the morning she'll drive to her father's home for Christmas presents and time together.. and then, we're off to another home for more of that, and Christmas dinner with people who care | ||
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Tuesday, December 22, 2015, 4:45:01 AM- | ||
one of my absolute favorite musician friends... still admit to having a crush on this towering Viking man... I'm proud to call Spencer a true friend///// who always seems to have a hug or ten to give me... The whole band is wonderfully talented. Sharing their first professional video. | ||
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Tuesday, December 22, 2015, 4:27:56 AM- | ||||||
another severe winter storm tonight... wind tossed my car around on the highway heading home... Snow is projected to be 90% chance.. kinda impossible to avoid, I'd say. There's a road warrior who'll be driving the plains the next few days... Someone I've adored for more than half a decade now... I'm grateful for his random Good Morning or whenever calls. I miss that shaggy bearded friend, who's a Texas truckin gentleman. From GA, to AK... and so many places in between... there are men all over these states and across the globe, too, whom I love... There are women who're empowered and strong... I'm proud to claim them as friends and sisters, too... My tiny fake tree, dusted with white lights and sparse ornaments perches on my blanket chest in the living room, for all who enter, to see it... my huge nutcracker.. the one from a scene on here and a tiny one stand tall beside it. A stuffed reindeer and a swaying pendulumed moose on skis play beneath the boughs... This year is so much different for me... Changes to my life... mean more comfort and joy. They also will force my daughter to expand her rigid box of a comfort zone as more people come into our circle of family and friends. A baby niece for her... an aunt moved into town from Oklahoma... I'm eager to hug my ex's sister, whom I love... and so much more... My word, so much positive in a winter storm... The furnace is humming and taking the chill off my bedroom... I'm comfortable under thick blankets and enjoying the tiny twinkle lights I wrapped around my floor lamp... Tonight is Winter Solstice... and in a few day's time we celebrate the prince of peace, the symbol of life renewed and of hope faith and love. Feel my arms around each one of you tonight... a sweet kiss on your cheek, or wherever you think it's best placed.. ahem, within reason, now... Love you dearly my friends... | ||||||
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Saturday, December 19, 2015, 6:51:50 AM- | ||||||
let me wrap my arms around you... pull me closer to you, let my lips tastes yours, tongues tangled in the mating dance that promises the desires of our aching feel my body respond to yours... and let my warmth fill your soul... | ||||||
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Saturday, December 19, 2015, 6:42:20 AM- | ||||||
missing my collection from this band... | ||||||
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Saturday, December 19, 2015, 6:40:45 AM- | ||||||
music for my soul... | ||||||
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