Hyacinth feels sexy.

In about an hour I’ll be in a crowded lobby with my tits covertly pressed against The Neighbor’s arm whenever I can manage it.  He’ll look at me knowingly and lean into the softness.

Then, once in the darkened theater, he’ll spread his knees and I’ll have hot meat in my hand and a beer in the other.

I can’t fucking wait.

A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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