So play along with me.

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

I don't caution what size of it it is. All rooster are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with to a greater extent than you would believe.

Get some lube and start stroking because I'm doing this narration totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with replicate towels underneath my bum. I am sure I'm going to cum many fourth dimension while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't look at my face or my pussy. search only at my breasts. See how my nips are so aroused ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na sample them ? At this very mo, they are ace sensitive ! Lean over and put one in your sass. Make it really hard for me to type.

I love it when cat take the time to really have it off on my breasts. Most of you don't understand that when your head is cradled on a woman's chest like mine, and you are sucking on my nipples, it triggers powerful memories of my infant suckling them. I get an old conversant reception just like when I'm nursing ... I orgasm. I loved breast feeding and would usually continue doing so right up to my baby's power to spill. Quitting with each tiddler 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 minor.

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

Remember this in case I ever do solicit up with you.

Sadly, I'm not sure many bozo understand how good"a man babe"feels to a adult female like me. follow on over. We can play.

wellspring I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to write in this story. It's been hard typing. My digit are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is play with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is full. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are right here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to palpate your head word on my boob. darn. 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 row at a clip. 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 director chairwoman.

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

Gently lick all around my pussy. Hurry up and go real slow. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my gap. That's sooo good. Here, let me incline back and put one foundation on the desk and the other on the filing cabinet. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, spread my impertinence and salt lick my SOB. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels good. pound your lingua in as far as you can. Good. Very well. In and out now. Don't stop ... don't you dare fucking stop ! Ugg holy crap I'm cumming. Fucking marvelous ! I always cum difficult when you do that !

Ok. Stand up. semen here. I want your peter. I love sucking a new turncock. When I'm in this kinda mood I DO NOT require Jim's pecker. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

OMG I love your cock. I love feeling it swell in my mouth. come over with me to the desk. And don't you pull it out. I will seize with teeth down if I sense you pulling out !

Ok. I've got some theme I want to type out before I loose them. Typing with a prick in my mouth ... looney fun. I wish I could do More affair with your cock in my mouth. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the theater. Taking a bath. With your rooster in my mouth, every damn mundane thing would be so much fun !

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

Or maybe ... it could become"my cigar."I like cigars ! Hmm ... Maybe that's why you guys bonk long fat cigars. Tactile oral exam phallic symbolisation. Damn. I never thought of it that way.

See what happens when a miss has a hammer in her oral fissure ?

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

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

Sit on the sharpness of my desk. On the very edge. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell good. I like sucking one Ball at a time into my backtalk. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my lip are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to lactate real hard and clout one through my small mouth anchor ring. It's gunna take some movement. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a straw. Got ta suck really really intemperately. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be easygoing. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. Little harder. Little prospicient.

Pop ! We did it ! Oh baby. Did that suffer a little ?

Listen silly, just be glad I didn't chew on it much ... This clip. Ok. Now the former.

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

Oh ... ok. So just slack up now. This one might take a trivial longer. Oh baby. Are you crying ?

There's no outcry in"sucsacball !"

Few to a greater extent minutes and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love clump. Yours are really quite firm. It takes everything I've got to suck them down to size of it ! You know, this kinda hurts my lip mister !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A little harder. More. More ! Oh my mouth is tired. Got ta rest.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this time. I WILL suck it down to sizing. A little more. Harder. Harder. As intemperate as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my mouth. Wasn't that keen ! What ? You can't lecture ?

Now I'm going to clamp my lips down with your orchis and sac in my oral cavity and pull out a short bit. Just a lilliputian. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will stretch out. Oh you've got a big one. Wonderful. A little farther. Just a little farther. Oh baby hold still !

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

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

Oh baby. Please terminate crying !

So ... You want to play sometime ?

Think Asheville infant !

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Sex is fun. sexual resourcefulness is crazy fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your imagination that makes recreational sex possible. And recreational sex is what all of our history are about. We are sharing them because so few people seem to appreciate how eroticism can be so intelligent for their mind and body. It keeps them both young ! And just as crucial, it keeps you exercising your right field Einstein in our left brain dominate world.

Here's the catch. situation orgasmic letdown can be a cunt for both men and fair sex. Jim and I've talked a bunch about that throughout this serial. And if you are trying to show our stuff during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make much sense and most of what we've done will look lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left learning ability just doesn't get it. It likes rules. Lots of adept ole rules that generate its sense of ego righteousness.

Sexual imaging ... not so much.

So I'm sitting here contemplating if I want to differentiate you certain 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 sexy secrets ? If I do, would you promise not to tell ?

Golly, this is our 13th story 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 on couple stories with Frank and Sharon. I'm going to ploughshare two encounter that are directly related and made possible by them. Those two"sexual degenerate"really launched us into the stratosphere of sexuality.

The Nox the IV of us Fucked

Every woman should get a opportunity to eff wiener ! At least once. hotdog is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a woman's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, muscular, big hired man, big fundament and an artificial, yummy, big fat cock.

Fucking Frank is like sitting in the passenger seat during a Trans-Am raceway with Frank at the wheel. It's gunna be unhinged fasting, scary nigh of the clock time, bouncing all over the topographic point, pot of gimcrack sounds, a sense of no control, and every whizz you will have will be at an intensity you didn't know existed. Let me excuse.

frank doesn't just lick or suck your dumbbell. He devours them. I'm not sure as shooting anyone has ever attacked mine with such vigor. I'm telling ya girls ... you ain't had your breast sucked until hotdog gets his prospect with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could call the shots. He fucking scared me. The fury of what he did was exactly my"fantasy rape"and when he started ravishing my teat, it set the tone for everything to follow. His oral fissure was like a vacuity heart that could draw in almost my intact chest into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some hungry dog licking his bowl 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 trepid prevision. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an total meal between my legs. From inside thigh to inner second joint, every little slur experienced his rim, his glossa and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting shudder just thinking about it and that was over 20 years ago !

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

And then ... that big fat long hammer came plate to the political party.

Now I want to stop over and come in something. size does matter ... somewhat ... but generally girls were very mistrustful of guy cable with big putz at our nine. Those boys often banged your cervix hard and you would be fucking sore ... for twenty-four hour period.

Not Frank. His cock was so big around it seemed impossible it would ever go in, but I guess after he had made me cum so many time, I was stretched out enough to let a infant ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom head at the entrance of my baby hole and pushed with a slow brace brawny pressure. Gawd it was slow and my hale dead body was screaming for him to mosh it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to sense at to the lowest degree once in your life ... You need to feel your pussy stuffed to its ABSOLUTE MAX ... while you are primed to your HIGHEST erotic body politic. It's both of them together that makes this so especial.

Gawd it was peachy and just like he intended it to find with all my nerve endings firing at the same clip.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my cervix with the tip of his long peter. 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 block.

[ Did you know the cervix, or the X spot, is normally a woman's eminent orgasmic trigger ? Frank did. It also is the opening to the uterus and when properly aroused, that minuscule porta widens right up and suck sperm deep into the womb. The cervix is the gateway baby ! ]

During that string of orgasms, I'm sure my cervical curtain raising was stretched across-the-board open and begging for him to directly pump his seeded player deep into my womb. That's exactly what he did. I felt it go straight in. Masterfully done !

In that mo all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to make me a baby. Seriously and honestly.

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

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

lady friend, hotdog knew some key pregnancy arcanum that I think no one I've been with anterior or since has known. This man should've sired one C of infant cuz I fucking wanted my next one to be his ! In that special here and now ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some key cleaning woman. And I bet a lot of women would cause felt exactly the Lapplander. Sorry guy, husbands, fathers ...

None of you are in frankfurter's fucking league.

speech sound disturbed huh ? Sounds fucking life-threatening to near of you I bet. But wow what a moment in time. I'm so sword lily I got to experience him. trench down inside he made me palpate like the most worthy, virtually beautiful, and almost sexual woman in the intact macrocosm. He changed me from some lilliputian girl playing with sex, to a woman that would always need sex and would claim it whenever and wherever she pleased.

Yup. Thank you frank. And this is why I said ... Every woman should get a fortune to be fucked by such a specimen of a fierce and chilling gentle-man.

Ok. sufficiency typing and reminiscing. Now I've got ta figure out a way to houseclean up this very oily keyboard and soak towels !

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

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

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My Fucking account

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

We went out for a nice dinner party and came back to their house for drinkable and guess what happened ? Surprise surprise. We hooked up. We both went to split up suite at 9:30 and we didn't end the affair d'affaire until 4:00am. That's right, six and a half hours of non occlusion sex. Well, for me and Sharon it was non plosive consonant ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most thrilling and somewhat exhausting intimate night of my life.

Here's the affair. It felt timeless. I was absolutely appal when I found out it was 4:00. It seemed like midnight, 1:00 at the previous.

Sharon is a consummate lover and I too think every man should get his probability with her. Let me describe this ma'am.

Sharon is about 5'9"but feel more like 6 ’. She is a broad substantial muscular woman and I'd guess 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 smart, very visceral, and maybe telepathic. It will only submit her a few minutes with you to receive you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to most guys including me. I was attracted to her from the rootage but ... didn't ... quite ... trust her. But ... there was a plot changer ... I could secern she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her private lover swordplay toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that role.

Well this Night bonded us. I'm not sure anything happened as spectacular as what Ash had with wienerwurst. Sharon was more captive on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

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

So I gave her a great one. A very long one. Actually two great one, both her body and then her hair's-breadth.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own little hypnotic whisker pulling, scalp massage matter. My plan was to wait until her wholly body got worked over really well in an soapy massage. And I mean her entire organic structure, behind, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a scant fingertip mite, sultry erotic style, ( the kind where I was grazing more tomentum than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital dramatic play and with Sharon, that meant countless orgasms. I can recall giving her oral. beshrew what a pussy. There was a masculine feel to it. It was strong and firm and had a control to it. Loved every minute of playing with it. She tasted great.

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

Before I was ready to stop, she insisted I fuck her ( actually I'm not sure who fucked whom ) and we did it in every imaginable locating several prison term ! It's hard to identify it now. I think we both were way into some kind of castrate province where you can't recollect the contingent. It just lasted a long fourth dimension and seemed like such an athletic event, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie eccentric embarrassment.

And then the fuzz pull began.

Sharon not only has monumental booby, she has long thick delicious semi-curly hair all the way down her backrest and covering her butt. It was more fun playing with that hairsbreadth than any other I have pulled. It simply was alien and hypnotic. She orgasmed multiple times by just messing with those beautiful curl. Let me recite ya, causing an orgasm in a woman without ever touching her dead body is always the in force ! Uniquely the near. And I think that was the moment that caused her to want me as her toy.

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

Sharon had a lot to teach me about sensual light source touch and the near persona in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair sweeps."She used that long hair of hers to slowly drag-sweep my dead body in both direction, both fast and easy, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing keen minute bunco. I don't have intercourse how long that lasted. But it was long. Long enough for me to be slipping in and out of consciousness.

I remember it all ending with her sucking my completely flaccid cock. What she did to me wasn't a reversal 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 remember one inviolable matter about it. She insisted on me coming in her mouth ( when at the time I never did that to a charwoman. )

Sharon was not going to be denied. She wouldn't pull away when I told her to and that made the intensiveness 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 other two devotee. We were wide awake !

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

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

The nighttime That Changed Everything

Being part of aphrodisiacal setting at Sharon's loony gild was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect deep inside every woman has a desire to be an exhibitionist. For me it's the exorbitance of it all, the intense attention you feel, the sheer adoration of your body, and your perceive sexiness.

In addition, if there were 60 or more men, most of whom were handsome, wealthy, byplay types in the 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 lodge ?"

I think it was the lighting. It was so balmy and so focused on us the participant, and not the Guy, that it caused me to never finger self conscious ... probably because I could barely see them standing all around the room.

No. Maybe it was playing out the scene with some aphrodisiac guy or aphrodisiacal woman who was equally charged up and cognizant 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 large audience and all standing just a few understructure away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all bare and stroking their wonderful cocks. Sounds rather depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an indescribable honesty, beauty and wholesomeness to those scenery. 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 early nights except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the afternoon, I got to meet one the most deliciously big Thomas Young men I've ever seen. He was much younger, maybe 24 at the most ; a really late botch and probably a dweeb growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of course of instruction got coaxed to travel all the way from N Carolinas to experience it all. Sharon is resistless ! ( This guy was only a few years older than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with somebody without my cognition. )

So when we met that afternoon, he naturally was very interested in getting to make love me. Lucky me ! We talked and talked and shared the meal together while holding hands. It was cute at first-class honours degree and then surprisingly became quite hot. I was dripping before the meal was over and I just wanted to go fuck 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 elbow room and of course, let him watch me do. DE-licious ! I was rampantly that night in that scene and all the while sneaking peaks at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that setting ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare defenseless, ) put my limb around his neck and laid one of the most passionate kisses 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 fourth dimension and as we were leaving the political 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 Danton True Young guy from NC. Remember him from this good afternoon ? He's so inexperienced and really needs a fair sex 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 stop of this story is not what happened in his elbow room. Yea it was great and maybe my perfective tense scenario. I was clearly helping him germinate sexually and I love teaching cat all about sex. We did everything ... twice. Nah. Probably four or five times. Even though he had already cum twice at the political party, I got him to cum quartet more clock time ! Once in my mouth. Once between my boobs. Once inside my snatch. 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 speedy"I'll liquid ecstasy you up and you can soap me up"cascade we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not indisputable why this reaction triggered in me but ... This boy felt like I was making beloved with my son. I will never forget it. I've never been interested in fellowship sex and I am to this day still surprised how the feeling 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 early's arms and I woke up around 3:00 only because I had to pee. OMG ! I took up the whole night again. Jim's going to be upset.

So I said ..."Sorry my devotee. I've got to run. Let me make out when you come down here again. I promise I'll be yours for the night !"

So with one longsighted lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to love him one More metre ... I scurried out the door, quite worried about what consideration I'd recover Jim.

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Before I tell you what happened, you need some ground data that's very crucial.

Jim and I had been in this life-style exactly four years at this tip. Sure we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able-bodied to screw countless women. I was well-chosen for him. It made it loose for me to fuck as many men as I wanted.

But remember how this all started in our first few tarradiddle with Alex ? We got into this new amateur sex modus vivendi through the incredible deliciousness of experiencing Hot Wife-ing. Jim loved it and I loved it. But because it was"the door we went through"on our way into this lifestyle, the Hot Wife affair typed cast our titillating initiation ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as much fun as being Jim's Hot wife. I'm reasonably sure as shooting Jim felt the same way too.

So ... Over these four year this Hot married woman had acquired a bevy of hot bozo. About 20 to be exact. They all served different role. Not all were local. Not all were available for regular hook ups. But they gave me selection. They were always there in my consciousness, and it wasn't uncommon to come domicile and find oneself four different guys who had left a message on my respond machine. These sort of sexual selection created a sober unfairness with me and Jim.

He didn't have a unmarried adult female that he could gather with outside the clubs. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't draw them. It was all about his honourable standards. In his eyes, the epitome of a creepy guy was somebody who was married and trying to seduce and day of the month 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 woman. 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 women are dissimilar. They are soft and vulnerable and easily hurt when they feel used by some schmuck. I just can't do that. I can't day of the month someone while being married !"

So that was our narrative for days leading up to this night. It became very frustrating to me because I felt Jim might never quite realise how it all felt to me, being swept up by some guy, and then so easily overlooking him in the process.

Just like that very night ...

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wellspring I did it again. Got carried away in that salient moment and forgot about Jim. I'm sure many of you will judge me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's strong managing all those moral force well. You got ta remember I am talking about earth shaking experiences with new people. It ain't well-to-do to manage and I just wanted Jim to have that dilemma too. He needed to so he could be a bit more understanding with me.

Well ... I could recount Jim was mad again. This kind of affair was literally the only affair we argued about. But he was poise. He had helped clean up the entire party while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to regress.

( No one knew the room number we went to. And even if Jim did, it wasn't his expressive style to come yank me out of the blazon of some hot guy. )

So we left the hotel a little after 3:00 and at firstly few Good Book were shared between us during the 40 minute parkway menage. 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 melodic theme what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my judgment for time of day. 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 wedding ?"

WHAT IT LOOKS the likes of TO OTHERS ? wellspring that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to justify. We had covered this ground so many times before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nothing to do with my love life and devotion to you. That's as strong as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to manage different fan. They have feelings too. And during such intense sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their cryptic intimate psychic in my handwriting. Being careful with it is the most important affair to me. I never want to offend you but I just can't always think of you in the consequence ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a woman ! You are wrong about them. There are flock of charwoman out there that would love your variety 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 form of woman WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's side of the story. It was a very very acute here and now for both of us. Very primary in nature and I heard this response flow out of me in an uncommonly forceful way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all hap ...

"I would like a woman two class older than me. I'm tired of younger women.

I want her about two inches myopic than you with brunette wavelike hair, in build, sexy as hell, grampus smiling, gracious dummy and loves sex.

I want her to be really flying getting quick for any social occasion ... faster than you !

I want her to be smart and someone who loves to read, way into books, yet is very very athletic.

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

I want her to be well traveled, culturally various, and a sociable butterfly in any way full-of-the-moon of multitude.

I want her to be non-materialistic and well-situated with having a lot or a little.

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 cock and loves the outdoors.

I want her to be unspoiled at golf and able to cycle with me.

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

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

And I want her to somehow be expecting me to show up in her life sentence and is actually waiting for me."

piece of ass ! Where did that come from ? It was a totally unexpected and out of the question list, one which I had never ever thought of, let alone construct. 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 days I met that woman in a most unusual way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our backgrounds and interests in great detail. She hit ... every ... bingle ... item on that list and maybe some early heart and soul desires I neglected to admit. She had even had her palm read at a fundraiser party a calendar month prior and was told the man of her dream would soon usher up.

She was also a very public political fig and one I later realized I had seen often on TV and regularly register about in the newspaper.

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

This was no small serendipity.

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

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

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

Well ... that my friend was the quandary I now faced. I knew going back might stand for my life would never be quite the Lapplander. I needed calendar week to mull over that decision.

arrest tuned !