I go on dates with a quiver in my belly.

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He’s tall, smart, charming and sexy. I’m following him home then we’re going to my friend’s birthday party.

There will be spelunking later.

Also, TN came over earlier. It was beautiful.

I am happy and in control and my breasts look delish. Perfect.

I plan on a good, hard fuck tonight wish me luck.

[Update: No sex. Not up to snuff. Proud of myself.]

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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9 thoughts on “I go on dates with a quiver in my belly.”

  6. I always feel sad for guys who can’t keep it up or have an extremely quick trigger. That must be hard to live with. I’m glad it was a fun night though anyway.

    Bisous,
    Dawn

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