Hello to 2022 and good riddance to 2021; she thinks to herself while daydreaming where she sat. Internally, she hurt more than she knew, but it was a kind of hurt that she could not run away from. New Years eve daydreams of unbridled passion given to her in measured increments with constant drips of erotica at every turn. Miss was not trapped, but she let herself fall into a hole surrounded by well-guarded protection. Years went by, but she now felt it was her time to go on a cadence of unbridled twisty turns, and just straight-up ups. With slowing heartbeats Miss’s mind is always in overdrive to experience what he thinks up next.
Feelings of naughty pulse-waved in and out of her subconscious on this day with drippage of love. Right at this moment of brevity, Miss feels spine tingly chills traveling the full length of her central nervous system congealing with excitement that is getting bathed with new desires to let herself be free enough to experience it all without walls of protection, or tricks to keep the “one” away.
Afternoon passionate needs to feel his weight on top of her body are making her come alive. Rememberances of feeling his powerful hip-fuck-thrusts inside of her cause an abundance of moisture on the rolled-up car windows as they are tightly closed. With repititious visualized thoughts in her head being the steady constant, she now knows she must have her own kind of Mister to unleash the insatiable pleasure-storm that is building. With crescendoing smiles of exquisite pleasure, and cries of joy happening more frequent, she must now be loved, touched, and cared for by a man that wants to stay connected in every way imaginable ! ! !
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