So bet along with me.

I want you to take it out. Yes ... out. Right now.

I don't care what size it is. All cocks are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with more than you would conceive.

Get some lube and depart stroking because I'm doing this account totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with reduplicate towels underneath my bum. I am sure as shooting I'm going to cum many times while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't look at my cheek or my kitty. Look only at my bosom. See how my nips are so call forth ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na taste them ? At this very minute, they are top-notch sensible ! tilt over and put one in your mouth. Make it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when guys take the clip to really have it away on my bosom. Most of you don't understand that when your head is cradled on a adult female's chest like mine, and you are sucking on my nipples, it triggers brawny memories of my babe suckling them. I get an old familiar answer just like when I'm nursing ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually continue doing so right up to my sister's ability to babble. Quitting with each child would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved nursing on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some time after I quit with a child.

Listen to me. When he or any former guy starts sucking on my nipple, you"become my child"in that moment. I looooove it ! I get off imagining you are my baby. And if you were the ripe type of guy that loved being my baby too ... I'd want to put you in diapers and make you look like my kid during our playtime. Would you like that ? Would you want to be my baby ?

Remember this in pillowcase I ever do plume up with you.

Sadly, I'm not surely many guy rope understand how undecomposed"a man baby"feels to a adult female like me. come in on over. We can meet.

wellspring I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to save in this story. It's been difficult typing. My fingerbreadth are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is play with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is good. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are correct here suckling them while stroking that beautiful shaft of yours. Oh I want to feel your pass on my breast. shit. Where are you ? ? I want you here !

My clit needs you too ! It's swollen and sticking so far out. That's because I've been naughty stroking it in between typing a few words at a sentence. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So look ... I'm swinging the chair away from my desk and computer and inching my ass to the edge of this expensive executive chair.

Now ... kneel down between my legs. Now ! !

Gently lick all around my cunt. hurriedness up and go real slow. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo effective. Here, let me angle back and put one foundation on the desk and the early on the filing cabinet. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, circularise my nerve and lick my asshole. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels good. Poke your tongue in as far as you can. safe. Very good. In and out now. Don't stop ... don't you dare fucking stop ! Ugg holy place crap I'm cumming. Fucking wondrous ! I always cum hard when you do that !

Ok. outdoor stage up. seminal fluid here. I want your stopcock. I love sucking a new cock. When I'm in this kinda mood I DO NOT want Jim's cock. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

OMG I love your dick. I love feeling it swell in my sassing. Come over with me to the desk. And don't you pull it out. I will prick down if I sense you pulling out !

Ok. I've got some ideas I want to typecast out before I loose them. Typing with a cock in my sassing ... Crazy fun. I wish I could do more things with your prick in my backtalk. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the family. Taking a tub. With your hammer in my mouth, every shit mundane affair would be so practically fun !

Your turncock could be my sexy pacifier. Oh I wan na keep it. Can I please please ?

Or maybe ... it could suit"my cigar."I like cigars ! Hmm ... Maybe that's why you guys get laid long fat cigars. Tactile oral exam phallic symbols. hoot. I never thought of it that way.

See what happens when a missy has a prick in her oral fissure ?

Alright I'm done with that. Did I tell you I like sucking on musket ball ?

Let's see if you like the way I do it.

Sit on the boundary of my desk. On the very edge. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell soundly. I like sucking one ball at a meter into my oral fissure. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my lips are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to blow substantial severe and pull one through my small mouth ring. It's gunna take some effort. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a straw. Got ta suck really really severely. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be sluttish. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. Little harder. Little longer.

Pop ! We did it ! Oh babe. Did that wound a piddling ?

Listen silly, just be glad I didn't plug on it much ... This fourth dimension. Ok. Now the early.

No ? ? You're resisting me ? ! We either do this or our slight playtime is over."No nutty no fucky."

Oh ... ok. So just loosen now. This one might take a little thirster. Oh baby. Are you crying ?

There's no crying in"sucsacball !"

Few more minutes and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love lump. Yours are really quite firm. It takes everything I've got to suck them down to size ! You know, this kinda hurts my lips Mr !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A little harder. More. to a greater extent ! Oh my backtalk is tired. Got ta rest.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this sentence. I WILL take up it down to size of it. A little more. Harder. Harder. As unvoiced as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my mouth. Wasn't that great ! What ? You can't lecture ?

Now I'm going to clamp my back talk down with your formal and sac in my mouthpiece and pull up out a trivial bit. Just a little. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will extend. Oh you've got a big one. Wonderful. A little farther. Just a piffling farther. Oh sister hold still !

I'm going to jerk them a few times and see if I can get it to stretch another inch. Isn't this fun !

I promise I'll make those babe cum and cum when we are done with this.

Oh baby. Please lay off crying !

So ... You want to play sometime ?

Think Asheville baby !

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Sex is fun. sexual imagination is disturbed fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your vision that makes recreational sex possible. And recreational sex is what all of our stories are about. We are sharing them because so few people seem to appreciate how eroticism can be so intelligent for their brain and body. It keeps them both young ! And just as important, it keeps you exercising your rightfulness brain in our left psyche master existence.

Here's the catch. Post orgasmic disappointment can be a bitch for both men and womanhood. Jim and I've talked a bunch about that throughout this series. And if you are trying to read our material during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make much sensory faculty and most of what we've done will seem lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left brain just doesn't get it. It likes rules. mint of undecomposed ole rules that generate its common sense of ego righteousness.

Sexual vision ... not so much.

So I'm sitting here contemplating if I want to tell you sealed other things we've done. I'm asking myself ...

Would you even appreciate it ? Would you just judge me as some crazy slut ? Could I trust you with my aphrodisiac secrets ? If I do, would you anticipate not to recount ?

Golly, this is our thirteenth news report and we've barely begun. There's so much more. Ok. Let's see if you"can handle the ( our ) truth."Maybe if you've been followed along. Just try not to judge.

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Well here goes. I'm picking up from the live couple tarradiddle with frankfurter and Sharon. I'm going to parcel two encounters that are directly related and made possible by them. Those two"sexual deviant"really launched us into the stratosphere of gender.

The Nox the Four of us Fucked

Every woman should get a prospect to fuck weenie ! At least once. Frank is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a woman's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, muscular, big hired hand, big human foot and an unreal, yummy, big fat cock.

fucking Frank is like sitting in the rider ass during a Trans-Am backwash with frankfurter at the bike. It's gunna be unhinged fast, scary virtually of the time, bouncing all over the situation, lots of garish sounds, a sense of no control, and every maven you will let will be at an intensity you didn't know existed. Let me explain.

frankfurter doesn't just lick or suck your boobs. He devours them. I'm not trusted anyone has ever attacked mine with such vigor. I'm telling ya missy ... you ain't had your breast sucked until frank gets his chance with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could call the shots. He fucking scared me. The ferocity of what he did was exactly my"fantasy ravishment"and when he started ravishing my tit, it set the tone for everything to follow. His mouth was like a vacuum pump that could pull almost my total breast into it. His knife was as enthusiastic as some hungry dog licking his stadium clean ... and almost as big. His lip were like my best vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with fearful anticipation. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an entire meal between my legs. From inner thigh to inner thigh, every little spotlight experienced his lip, his tongue and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting shivers just thinking about it and that was over twenty years ago !

evening though I felt like I was in the arms of a monster, his combination of fingers and tongue was masterful. I had clit sexual climax and G spot orgasms and compounding of both many times before he ever let his cock enter me. He gave me the most rapid series of orgasms I've ever had and baby, it was shockingly scary.

And then ... that big fat hanker cock came plate to the party.

Now I want to stop and interject something. Size does topic ... somewhat ... but generally female child were very mistrustful of cat with big dick at our golf-club. Those boys often banged your cervix uteri hard and you would be fucking sore ... for solar day.

Not frankfurter. His cock was so big around it seemed inconceivable it would ever go in, but I guess after he had made me cum so many prison term, I was stretched out enough to birth a child ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom headway at the ingress of my baby trap and pushed with a ho-hum unfluctuating powerful pressure. Gawd it was slow and my whole body was screaming for him to slam it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to feel at least once in your life ... You need to feel your pussycat stuffed to its ABSOLUTE MAX ... while you are primed to your HIGHEST erotic state. It's both of them together that makes this so special.

Gawd it was big and just like he intended it to palpate with all my nerve endings firing at the same time.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my cervix uteri with the tip of his foresightful prick. He didn't ram me. He didn't hurt me. He knew how to do it just hard enough to get me uncontrollably aroused and cumming non stop.

[ Did you know the cervix, or the X spot, is normally a woman's highest orgasmic gun trigger ? weenie did. It also is the opening to the uterus and when properly aroused, that niggling scuttle widens right up and sucks sperm deep into the womb. The cervix is the gateway baby ! ]

During that string of orgasm, I'm sure my cervical initiative was stretched wide clear and begging for him to directly pump his seed deep into my womb. That's exactly what he did. I felt it go straight in. Masterfully done !

In that instant all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to take a leak me a child. Seriously and honestly.

Now don't you dare fucking judge me ! You weren't there !

My entire womb was on fire with a desire I had never experienced, even when Jim was impregnating me. I fucking wanted him to knock me up. I never knew a strange man could do that to me ... making me want nothing more than to have his baby.

Girls, wiener knew some primal pregnancy secret that I think no one I've been with prior or since has known. This man should've sired hundreds of babe cuz I fucking wanted my next one to be his ! In that special consequence ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some primal cleaning woman. And I bet a lot of women would have felt exactly the Lapp. Sorry bozo, husbands, father ...

None of you are in wiener's fucking league.

phone loony huh ? Sounds fucking life-threatening to nigh of you I bet. But wow what a moment in prison term. I'm so glad I got to experience him. Deep down inside he made me finger like the most desirable, well-nigh beautiful, and virtually intimate adult female in the stallion human beings. He changed me from some little girl playing with sex, to a woman that would always need sex and would take it whenever and wherever she pleased.

Yup. Thank you Frank. And this is why I said ... Every woman should get a opportunity to be fucked by such a specimen of a tearing and scary gentle-man.

Ok. sufficiency typewriting and reminiscing. Now I've got ta physical body out a way to cleanse up this very oily keyboard and soaked towels !

Jim ! Come here ! I want you to tell them about your time with Sharon that night.

She and Frank were"equally matched sexual bookends."They kinda scared us both.

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My Fucking Story

I love reading what Ash was feeling when she got fucked that dark. I think she described Frank very well. What a privileged night we had with them both.

We went out for a overnice dinner and came back to their house for drinks and guess what happened ? Surprise surprise. We hooked up. We both went to separate rooms at 9:30 and we didn't end the intimacy d'amour until 4:00am. That's right, six and a half hours of non end sex. Well, for me and Sharon it was non stop ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most thrilling and somewhat exhausting sexual Nox of my life.

Here's the thing. It felt timeless. I was absolutely shocked when I found out it was 4:00. It seemed like midnight, 1:00 at the in vogue.

Sharon is a virtuoso lover and I too think every man should get his probability with her. Let me depict this peeress.

Sharon is about 5'9"but feels more like 6 ’. She is a broad substantial sinewy cleaning woman and I'd guesswork easily 170 lbs, but not fat at all. She's as sexy in body as in her personality. She's very surefooted, very experienced, very wise, very visceral, and maybe telepathic. It will only take her a few minutes with you to receive you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to near Guy including me. I was attracted to her from the start but ... didn't ... quite ... trust her. But ... there was a secret plan changer ... I could tell she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her common soldier lover caper toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that role.

Well this Night bonded us. I'm not trusted anything happened as prominent as what Ash had with Frank. Sharon was more purport on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

( Found our later she was planning on getting me to depart a dinner party massage club )

So I gave her a great one. A very long one. Actually two cracking ones, both her body and then her hair.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own little mesmerizing hair pull, scalp massage thing. My plan was to wait until her whole body got worked over really well in an oily massage. And I mean her integral body, behind, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a light fingertip tinge, sensual erotic style, ( the kind where I was grazing more than hair than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital gaming and with Sharon, that meant unnumbered coming. I can retrieve giving her viva voce. Damn what a pussy. There was a masculine feel to it. It was strong and firm and had a command to it. Loved every moment of playing with it. She tasted great.

When I sucked on her clit and she would originate off the bed, it made me feel like"this is how it should always experience with a fair sex !"Very few of them, including Ash, have orgasms as powerfully as Sharon.

Before I was cook to quit, she insisted I fuck her ( actually I'm not sure who fucked whom ) and we did it in every imaginable spatial relation respective times ! It's hard to trace it now. I think we both were way into some kind of altered province where you can't call back the item. It just lasted a long fourth dimension and seemed like such an gymnastic consequence, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie eccentric embarrassment.

And then the hair pull began.

Sharon not only has massive boobs, she has long thick delectable semi-curly hair's-breadth all the way down her back and covering her laughingstock. It was more fun playing with that hair than any other I have pulled. It simply was exotic and hypnotic. She orgasmed multiple meter by just messing with those beautiful ignition lock. Let me order ya, causing an orgasm in a char without ever touching her body is always the best ! Uniquely the best. And I think that was the instant that caused her to require me as her toy.

It all ended with her taking over and making me just lie there and consume"what she had planned."

Sharon had a lot to teach me about sensual light ghost and the best constituent in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair's-breadth sweeps."She used that long hair of hers to slowly drag-sweep my body in both directions, both profligate and slow, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing recherche minute of arc stings. I don't know how long that lasted. But it was long. Long enough for me to be slipping in and out of knowingness.

I remember it all ending with her sucking my completely flaccid turncock. What she did to me wasn't a bump job. It wasn't just sucking me off either.

It felt ... sacred.

It was more intentionally, expertly, and sensuously done than I had ever experienced. I'll leave it at that. I only commend one impregnable thing about it. She insisted on me coming in her mouth ( when at the time I never did that to a woman. )

Sharon was not going to be denied. She wouldn't deplumate away when I told her to and that made the saturation of my orgasm far more memorable. She said she loved how I tasted and after she finished drinking it down, she curled me up in one big monstrous hug.

About ten minutes of that and we went off searching for our former two fan. We were wide awake !

Yea. I know. I could've given you many more point. But hey. This is Ash's story. I'll let her finish and see if she can type while I play with her clit !

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[ Have you read our story # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my darling and what I'm going to share with you, the game changer of all our nights, will hit much more horse sense once you have. ]

The Night That Changed Everything

Being part of sexy setting at Sharon's loony cabaret was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect late inside every fair sex has a desire to be an exhibitionist. For me it's the outrageousness of it all, the intense attention you feel, the sheer adoration of your organic structure, and your perceive amativeness.

In addition, if there were 60 or Sir Thomas More men, most of whom were handsome, flush, patronage types in the elbow room, all salivating over you .... it's was all over the top fun. I loved it once I experienced it. Gawd I wished we hadn't waited so long before finally attending.

I've often asked myself ..."what was it about this order ?"

I think it was the firing. It was so soft and so focused on us the player, and not the guys, that it caused me to never feel self conscious ... probably because I could barely see them standing all around the room.

No. Maybe it was playing out the scene with some sexy guy or aphrodisiacal char who was equally charged up and cognisant we were there to perform. Yea, that changed everything. It always felt like we were making a porno film.

No. I think what really made it intense is that we had an audience, a heavy hearing and all standing just a few substructure away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all naked and stroking their wonderful turncock. Sounds kinda depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an indescribable money plant, beauty and wholesomeness to those scenes. Really. I bet you don't believe me, but if you had been there you would've felt it too.

Ok. So this Night I'm into another scene just like other nights except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the afternoon, I got to meet one the most deliciously handsome untested men I've ever seen. He was much younger, maybe 24 at the most ; a substantial late boo-boo and probably a wonk growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of course got sweet-talk to travel all the way from N Carolina to go through it all. Sharon is resistless ! ( This guy was only a few years older than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with person without my knowledge. )

So when we met that good afternoon, he naturally was very interested in getting to know me. Lucky me ! We talked and talked and shared the meal together while holding hands. It was cute at first of all and then surprisingly became quite hot. I was dripping before the meal was over and I just wanted to go make out his brainiac out.

But since he had traveled so far to experience the party, I had to restrain myself and take him there instead of his room and of course, let him watch me execute. DE-licious ! I was wild that Nox in that scene and all the while sneaking peak at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that scene ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare bare, ) put my arms around his neck and laid one of the most passionate osculation I've ever given on that boy ! Sharon was watching and came up saying ..."You two need to go get a room !"

We wasted no time and as we were leaving the party for his hotel room I saw Sharon walking up to Jim and knew exactly what she was doing and going to say ...

"Jim darling ... I've set Ashley up with this young guy from NC. Remember him from this good afternoon ? He's so inexperient and really needs a char like Ash. I hope it's alright because I've chased them off to his room. Is that ok ?"

Sometimes I really really loved Sharon ! ! !

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The point of this chronicle is not what happened in his room. Yea it was great and maybe my perfect scenario. I was clearly helping him acquire sexually and I love teaching hombre all about sex. We did everything ... twice. Nah. Probably four or five times. Even though he had already cum twice at the party, I got him to cum quaternion more clock time ! Once in my sassing. Once between my boobs. Once inside my pussycat. And just for fun, once in my ass. I love youth and their power to recover !

In the end, we were both extremely sweaty sticky and exhausted. So after a quick"I'll grievous bodily harm you up and you can soap me up"rain shower we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not sure why this response triggered in me but ... This boy felt like I was making love with my son. I will never blank out it. I've never been interested in family unit sex and I am to this day still surprised how the tone of incest made the sex so damn intense with him. And that's all I want to say about that !

We fell asleep in each other's arm and I woke up around 3:00 only because I had to pee. OMG ! I took up the completely night again. Jim's going to be upset.

So I said ..."Sorry my lover. I've got to run. Let me cognise when you come down here again. I promise I'll be yours for the dark !"

So with one farsighted lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to fuck him one more fourth dimension ... I scurried out the door, quite apprehensive about what status I'd find Jim.

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Before I tell you what happened, you need some screen background data that's very important.

Jim and I had been in this modus vivendi exactly four years at this point. Sure we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able to fuck unnumberable cleaning lady. I was happy for him. It made it loose for me to get laid as many men as I wanted.

But remember how this all started in our first few stories with Alex ? We got into this new recreational sex lifestyle through the unbelievable deliciousness of experiencing Hot Wife-ing. Jim loved it and I loved it. But because it was"the doorway we went through"on our way into this lifestyle, the Hot Wife thing typed sick our erotic triggers ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as a great deal fun as being Jim's Hot married woman. I'm pretty sure Jim felt the same way too.

So ... Over these four old age this Hot married woman had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About twenty to be exact. They all served different intent. Not all were local anaesthetic. Not all were available for regular come-on ups. But they gave me options. They were always there in my consciousness, and it wasn't uncommon to derive home and come up four different hombre who had left a message on my answering machine. These sort of sexual options created a life-threatening inequity with me and Jim.

He didn't have a single adult female that he could match with outside the baseball club. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't draw in them. It was all about his honourable standards. In his eyes, the epitome of a creepy guy was someone who was married and trying to seduce and appointment women. When I encouraged him to do so, and I regularly did, he would always say this ...

"Ash you don't understand. It's different for me and a fair sex. You can date any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to take what you give him and say ‘ Use me, use me !'But fair sex are different. They are soft and vulnerable and easily hurt when they feel used by some shmo. I just can't do that. I can't date individual while being married !"

So that was our narration for years leading up to this dark. It became very frustrating to me because I felt Jim might never quite understand how it all felt to me, being swept up by some guy, and then so easily overlooking him in the appendage.

Just like that very dark ...

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wellspring I did it again. Got carried away in that dramatic present moment and forgot about Jim. I'm for sure many of you will judge me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's concentrated managing all those dynamic well. You got ta think of I am talking about land shaking experiences with new masses. It ain't slow to care and I just wanted Jim to experience that dilemma too. He needed to so he could be a bit more interpret with me.

wellspring ... I could recount Jim was mad again. This form of matter was literally the only thing we argued about. But he was cool off. He had helped clean up the total company while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to bring back.

( No one knew the way number we went to. And even if Jim did, it wasn't his vogue to do yank me out of the arms of some hot guy. )

So we left the hotel a short after 3:00 and at first few countersign were shared between us during the 40 minute drive rest home. I was nervous. Jim wasn't talking. And the longer he kept quiet the more guilty I felt. But finally he said ...

"Ash, do you have any estimation what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my mind for hours. And everyone was worried about me, pitying me for being left there abandoned by you ! Do you know what that says to them about our marriage ceremony ?"

WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE TO OTHERS ? wellspring that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to rationalize. We had covered this dry land so many times before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nil to do with my love and cultism to you. That's as firm as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to manage dissimilar buff. They have feelings too. And during such intense intimate experiences like tonight I am holding their mysterious intimate psychic in my handwriting. Being heedful with it is the most important thing to me. I never want to hurt you but I just can't always think of you in the moment ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a cleaning woman ! You are wrong about them. There are passel of char out there that would love your kind of attention and would be thrilled if they could have it without it meaning you would be around 24/7. I've heard all your excuses. Now tell me. What kind of woman WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's face of the story. It was a very very intense consequence for both of us. Very primary in nature and I heard this reply flow out of me in an uncommonly forceful way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all fall out ...

"I would care a char two years quondam than me. I'm tired of young women.

I want her about two in shorter than you with brunet wavy hair, in shape, sexy as hell, sea wolf smile, decent boobs and loves sex.

I want her to be really quickly getting ready for any function ... quick than you !

I want her to be saucy and somebody who loves to show, way into rule book, yet is very very athletic.

I want her to hold a very similar background to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and kinsperson, and have exchangeable education, like being a teacher and majoring in math.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally diverse, and a social butterfly in any way full-of-the-moon of people.

I want her to be non-materialistic and comfortable with having a lot or a petty.

I want her to want a guy that loves to do the shopping and all the cooking.

I want her to be a tom-boy who can swing a hammer and loves the outdoors.

I want her to be good at golf and able to cycle per second with me.

I want her to be totally into me, so much so, it doesn't matter that I'm married.

I want her to feel like it doesn't issue what we do as long as we are together."

And I want her to somehow be expecting me to express up in her lifespan and is actually waiting for me."

Fuck ! Where did that seed from ? It was a totally unexpected and unacceptable listing, one which I had never ever thought of, let alone concept. It came out powerfully and it left Ashley and me speechless.

But it was so impossible, I discarded it, not thinking about it again all week.

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In exactly seven 24-hour interval I met that womanhood in a most unusual way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our backgrounds and involvement in great detail. She hit ... every ... single ... particular on that list and maybe some early heart desires I neglected to include. She had even had her thenar read at a fundraiser party a calendar month prior and was told the man of her dream would soon bear witness up.

She was also a very populace political trope and one I later realized I had seen often on TV and regularly read about in the paper.

But get this ... She was my political opposite word !

This was no small serendipity.

I was stunned and went back to recite Ash about it.

"Fantastic ! You ARE going back to see her ? Jim, fucking severalize me you ARE going back ! !"

"Hell no Ash ! It's way to spooky, scarey and unsafe for her and me. No. It was just a one off experience. I'm not going back !"

Well ... that my supporter was the dilemma I now faced. I knew going back might imply my animation would never be quite the same. I needed weeks to mull over that decision.

Stay tuned !