Just Randomness
I see the value of a wet t-shirt contest, I need to give Daddy a show of his own. Come summer this will happen when he is out washing his truck.
I just got out of the shower, the best place for thinking and fantasizing. I had an overwhelming urge to dress up in the slut clothes I got for me, for Daddy on Valentine’s Day. Become a little inebriated , pass out on the bed and have him come and fuck me like the slut I am. The only thing that could make that better is if I had a dildo to fuck myself with before I passed out and have Daddy come home to find me with a dildo in my cunt.
Speaking of shower I have recently found this great stuff. Being a mother I rarely have time for myself. When I shower it is usually my only time with some peace. I lock the door, turn on the water, and try to drowned everything out. As soon as the water is off again the kids are knocking on the door, the husband wants to come in and cop a feel. I don’t mind really except nine times out of ten I don’t have time to put on some lotion and my skin gets icky and dry. My wonderful mother gave me a free sample she had received of this stuff and I fell in love. My skin is so soft and smooth ALL the time now. And I like the scent. I am a natural girl, plus I get headaches from perfume. One little perk once mixed with some water it reminds me of cum. Yes, I said cum. I love the way it looks spread all over my body, like little droplets of cum.
At last the damn ankle bitters are sick. That means they have taken over the bedroom, the whole damn house I should say. Needy they are morning, noon, and night. I don’t blame them a bit. So there will be no freaky shit until all said pathogens are gone. Sex yes, freaky shit no. Maybe I should invest in a dildo and a 5th of vodka and leave Daddy some explicit directions for when things return to normal.
Last thing. I discovered something NEW! New to me anyways, I know this is old to some of you but those who haven’t checked out
Divestiture: An Erotic Novel-in-Progress, do so now. Start at the beginning. Enough said.
I just got out of the shower, the best place for thinking and fantasizing. I had an overwhelming urge to dress up in the slut clothes I got for me, for Daddy on Valentine’s Day. Become a little inebriated , pass out on the bed and have him come and fuck me like the slut I am. The only thing that could make that better is if I had a dildo to fuck myself with before I passed out and have Daddy come home to find me with a dildo in my cunt.
Speaking of shower I have recently found this great stuff. Being a mother I rarely have time for myself. When I shower it is usually my only time with some peace. I lock the door, turn on the water, and try to drowned everything out. As soon as the water is off again the kids are knocking on the door, the husband wants to come in and cop a feel. I don’t mind really except nine times out of ten I don’t have time to put on some lotion and my skin gets icky and dry. My wonderful mother gave me a free sample she had received of this stuff and I fell in love. My skin is so soft and smooth ALL the time now. And I like the scent. I am a natural girl, plus I get headaches from perfume. One little perk once mixed with some water it reminds me of cum. Yes, I said cum. I love the way it looks spread all over my body, like little droplets of cum.
At last the damn ankle bitters are sick. That means they have taken over the bedroom, the whole damn house I should say. Needy they are morning, noon, and night. I don’t blame them a bit. So there will be no freaky shit until all said pathogens are gone. Sex yes, freaky shit no. Maybe I should invest in a dildo and a 5th of vodka and leave Daddy some explicit directions for when things return to normal.
Last thing. I discovered something NEW! New to me anyways, I know this is old to some of you but those who haven’t checked out
Divestiture: An Erotic Novel-in-Progress, do so now. Start at the beginning. Enough said.
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