So play along with me.

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

I don't concern what sizing it is. All cocks are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with Sir Thomas More than you would believe.

Get some lubricant and start stroking because I'm doing this story totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with double over towels underneath my bum. I am sure I'm going to cum many times while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't look at my side or my pussy. Look only at my breasts. See how my nips are so kindle ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na savour them ? At this very minute, they are super sensitive ! Lean over and put one in your mouth. Make it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when guy rope take the time to really love on my breasts. well-nigh of you don't understand that when your head is cradled on a adult female's dresser like mine, and you are sucking on my tit, it triggers mightily computer storage of my babies suckling them. I get an old fellow reception just like when I'm nursing ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually continue doing so right up to my child's ability to talk. Quitting with each small fry would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved breast feeding on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some clip after I quit with a child.

Listen to me. When he or any other guy starts sucking on my nipple, you"become my minor"in that import. I looooove it ! I get off imagining you are my baby. And if you were the proper eccentric of guy that loved being my baby too ... I'd want to put you in diapers and pretend you look like my nipper during our playtime. Would you like that ? Would you need to be my infant ?

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

Sadly, I'm not sure many guys understand how undecomposed"a man child"feels to a char like me. follow on over. We can spiel.

well I've been playing with my mammilla while thinking about what to write in this story. It's been unmanageable typewriting. My fingers are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is act as with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is full. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are ripe here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to feel your head on my tit. Damn. 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 actor's line at a time. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So look ... I'm swinging the chair away from my desk and calculator and inching my ass to the edge of this expensive executive hot seat.

Now ... kneel down between my ramification. Now ! !

Gently lick all around my kitty-cat. Hurry up and go very slow. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo just. Here, let me be given back and put one infantry on the desk and the other on the filing storage locker. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, spread my cheeks and lick my asshole. Go ahead. It's white. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels good. Poke your tongue in as far as you can. unspoiled. Very sound. In and out now. Don't stop ... don't you dare fucking diaphragm ! Ugg holy crap I'm cumming. Fucking fantastic ! I always cum firmly when you do that !

Ok. viewpoint up. Come here. I want your prick. I love sucking a new peter. When I'm in this kinda humour I DO NOT want Jim's tool. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

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

Ok. I've got some melodic theme I want to typewrite out before I loose them. Typing with a cock in my mouth ... looney fun. I wish I could do more than things with your cock in my mouth. Like doing the smasher. Cleaning the house. Taking a bath. With your shaft in my mouth, every damn terrestrial matter would be so much fun !

Your shaft could be my sexy peacemaker. Oh I wan na keep it. Can I delight please ?

Or maybe ... it could become"my cigar."I like cigars ! Hmm ... Maybe that's why you guys have intercourse long fat cigars. Tactile viva phallic symbolic representation. damn. I never thought of it that way.

See what happens when a girl has a prick in her oral cavity ?

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

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

Sit on the edge of my desk. On the very edge. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell dependable. I like sucking one orb at a time into my mouth. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my lips are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to breastfeed real voiceless and pull one through my humble mouth ring. It's gunna take some elbow grease. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a chaff. Got ta suck really really heavy. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be well-off. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. footling harder. niggling longer.

Pop ! We did it ! Oh baby. Did that spite a petty ?

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

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

Oh ... ok. So just make relaxed now. This one might take a small longer. Oh babe. Are you crying ?

There's no tears in"sucsacball !"

Few Thomas More second and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love balls. Yours are really quite business firm. It takes everything I've got to lactate them down to size ! You know, this kinda hurts my lips mister !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A little harder. More. more ! Oh my oral fissure is tired. Got ta relief.

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

Now I'm going to clamp my lips down with your glob and sac in my oral cavity and pull in out a little bit. Just a little. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will stretch. 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 stretch another inch. Isn't this fun !

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

Oh sister. Please stop crying !

So ... You want to play sometime ?

Think Asheville child !

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Sex is fun. Sexual imagination is crazy fun, always new, always irregular, always hot. It's your resourcefulness that makes recreational sex possible. And recreational sex is what all of our level are about. We are sharing them because so few the great unwashed seem to prize how eroticism can be so level-headed for their mind and body. It keeps them both Lester Willis Young ! And just as important, it keeps you exercising your rightfield brain in our provide brainiac master world.

Here's the catch. Post orgasmic letdown can be a cunt for both men and char. Jim and I've talked a bunch about that throughout this series. And if you are trying to record our stuff during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make much sense and nigh of what we've done will seem lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left mentality just doesn't get it. It likes rules. fate of good ole rules that generate its sense of self righteousness.

Sexual resource ... not so much.

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

Would you even appreciate it ? Would you just judge me as some crazy trollop ? Could I trust you with my aphrodisiacal 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 deal the ( our ) truth."Maybe if you've been followed along. Just try not to pronounce.

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wellspring here goes. I'm picking up from the finally couple level with Frank and Sharon. I'm going to percentage two encounters that are directly related and made potential by them. Those two"sexual deviant"really launched us into the stratosphere of sexuality.

The Night the foursome of us Fucked

Every woman should get a luck to screw wiener ! At least once. Frank is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a woman's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, muscular, big helping hand, big feet and an artificial, yummy, big fat cock.

ass Frank is like sitting in the rider seat during a Trans-Am race with dog at the steering wheel. It's gunna be looney fast, scary most of the time, bouncing all over the station, mess of tatty auditory sensation, a sense of no control, and every sensation you will have will be at an chroma you didn't know existed. Let me explicate.

frank doesn't just lick or suck your boobs. He devours them. I'm not sure anyone has ever attacked mine with such muscularity. I'm telling ya girls ... you ain't had your tits sucked until Frank gets his hazard with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could call off the shots. He fucking scared me. The violence 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 backtalk was like a vacuum pump that could pull out almost my entire breast into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some thirsty dog licking his pipe bowl clean ... and almost as big. His lip were like my expert vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with horrific expectancy. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an stallion meal between my legs. From internal thigh to inner thigh, every niggling spot experienced his rim, his glossa and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting shivers just thinking about it and that was over twenty dollar bill long time ago !

Even though I felt like I was in the weapons system of a monster, his combination of finger and tongue was masterful. I had clit orgasms and G daub orgasms and combination of both many clock time before he ever let his cock enter me. He gave me the most rapid serial publication of orgasms I've ever had and baby, it was shockingly scary.

And then ... that big fat hanker tool came home base to the party.

Now I want to arrest and interject something. Size does matter ... somewhat ... but generally girlfriend were very leery of hombre with big cocks at our clubs. Those son often banged your uterine cervix hard and you would be fucking sore ... for days.

Not dog. His shaft 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 birth a baby ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom-shaped cloud head at the entry of my baby hole and pushed with a slow steadfast brawny pressing. Gawd it was slow and my whole torso was screaming for him to slam dance it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to feel at least once in your life story ... You need to finger your snatch 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 great and just like he intended it to find with all my spunk close firing at the same time.

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

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

During that train of coming, I'm sure my cervical curtain raising was stretched wide-cut undetermined and begging for him to directly pump his seeded player deep into my uterus. 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 hold me a child. Seriously and honestly.

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

My stallion womb was on fervency with a desire I had never experienced, even when Jim was impregnating me. I fucking wanted him to criticize me up. I never knew a foreign man could do that to me ... making me want nada more than to have his baby.

girlfriend, Frank knew some primal pregnancy arcanum that I think no one I've been with anterior or since has known. This man should've sired hundreds of babies cuz I fucking wanted my next one to be his ! In that special moment ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me shiver and cry for one like some fundamental woman. And I bet a lot of fair sex would have felt exactly the Same. Sorry guy, husband, fathers ...

None of you are in Frank's fucking league.

Sounds crazy huh ? Sounds fucking dangerous to most of you I bet. But wow what a moment in time. I'm so beaming I got to see him. Deep down inside he made me finger like the most desirable, near beautiful, and most sexual adult female in the entire world. He changed me from some little little girl playing with sex, to a cleaning 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 fair sex should get a chance to be fucked by such a specimen of a savage and scarey gentle-man.

Ok. enough typewriting and reminiscing. Now I've got ta human body out a way to pick up this very oily keyboard and douse towels !

Jim ! seminal fluid here ! I want you to evidence them about your time with Sharon that night.

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

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My Fucking fib

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

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

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

Sharon is a masterful lover and I too think every man should get his chance with her. Let me key out this gentlewoman.

Sharon is about 5'9"but tone more like 6 ’. She is a wide strong muscular adult female and I'd guess easily 170 lbs, but not fat at all. She's as sexy in soundbox as in her personality. She's very surefooted, very experienced, very smart, very nonrational, and maybe telepathic. It will only take her a few minutes with you to induce you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to nigh guys including me. I was attracted to her from the get-go but ... didn't ... quite ... trustingness her. But ... there was a plot record changer ... I could tell she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her common soldier lover play 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 Frank. Sharon was more intent on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

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

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

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own slight spellbinding hair's-breadth twist, scalp massage thing. My plan was to wait until her wholly eubstance got worked over really well in an oleaginous massage. And I mean her entire dead body, deadening, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a idle fingertip ghost, sensual erotic style, ( the kind where I was grazing more hair than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital play and with Sharon, that meant countless orgasms. I can remember giving her oral examination. damn what a pussy. There was a masculine feel to it. It was strong and firm and had a command to it. Loved every minute of playing with it. She tasted enceinte.

When I sucked on her clitoris and she would uprise off the bed, it made me feel like"this is how it should always feel with a fair sex !"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 position various times ! It's unvoiced to key out it now. I think we both were way into some variety of altered province where you can't commend the details. It just lasted a long sentence and seemed like such an athletic outcome, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie type embarrassment.

And then the hair pull began.

Sharon not only has monumental bosom, she has long thick juicy semi-curly haircloth all the way down her binding and covering her prat. It was more fun playing with that tomentum than any other I have pulled. It simply was exotic and mesmeric. She orgasmed multiple metre by just messing with those beautiful locks. Let me separate ya, causing an orgasm in a woman without ever touching her body is always the advantageously ! Uniquely the substantially. 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 take"what she had planned."

Sharon had a lot to teach me about sultry igniter hint and the best part in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair sweeps."She used that long hair of hers to slowly drag-sweep my torso in both directions, both fast and decelerate, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing recherche minute stings. I don't know 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 soft cock. What she did to me wasn't a blow 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 strong thing about it. She insisted on me coming in her oral fissure ( when at the fourth dimension I never did that to a woman. )

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

About ten mo of that and we went off searching for our early two lovers. We were wide awake !

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

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[ Have you understand our narration # 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 realise much more sense once you have. ]

The Night That Changed Everything

organism part of sexy scenes at Sharon's crazy club was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect trench inside every woman has a desire to be an exhibitionist. For me it's the outrageousness of it all, the vivid attending you feel, the sheer adoration of your body, and your perceived sexiness.

In accession, if there were 60 or more men, most of whom were handsome, moneyed, concern 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 club ?"

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

No. Maybe it was playing out the prospect with some sexy guy or aphrodisiac woman who was equally charged up and aware 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 magnanimous hearing and all standing just a few groundwork away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all nude and stroking their howling peter. Sounds sort of depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an indescribable silver dollar, 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 early Nox except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the good 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 real tardily fuckup and probably a wonk growing up ; had found the social club on the web ; and of course got sweet-talk to travel all the way from N Carolina to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few twelvemonth older than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with someone without my cognition. )

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 and then surprisingly became quite hot. I was dripping before the meal was over and I just wanted to go have it off his brains out.

But since he had traveled so far to receive the company, I had to restrain myself and take him there instead of his way and of grade, let him watch me perform. DE-licious ! I was godforsaken that night in that scene and all the spell sneaking peaks at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that scene ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare defenseless, ) put my blazon 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 sentence and as we were leaving the political party for his hotel elbow 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 afternoon ? He's so inexperienced and really needs a woman 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 period of this story is not what happened in his elbow room. Yea it was great and maybe my perfect scenario. I was clearly helping him germinate sexually and I love teaching guys 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 FOUR more prison term ! Once in my sassing. Once between my bosom. Once inside my snatch. And just for fun, once in my ass. I love youth and their ability to recover !

In the end, we were both extremely sweaty sticky and exhausted. So after a fast"I'll soap you up and you can lather me up"shower bath we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not sure enough why this reaction 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 concern in family sex and I am to this day still surprised how the impression 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 former's arms and I woke up around 3:00 only because I had to pee. OMG ! I took up the unhurt Nox again. Jim's going to be upset.

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

So with one long lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to fuck him one to a greater extent prison term ... I scurried out the doorway, quite apprehensive about what circumstance I'd find Jim.

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

Jim and I had been in this lifestyle exactly four years at this point. Sure we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able to fuck numberless cleaning lady. I was happy for him. It made it tardily for me to fuck 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 life-style through the incredible toothsomeness 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 life style, the Hot Wife thing typed cast our erotic 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 pretty indisputable Jim felt the Saame way too.

So ... Over these four years this Hot Wife had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About 20 to be claim. They all served unlike intent. Not all were local. Not all were usable for regular claw ups. But they gave me choice. They were always there in my consciousness, and it wasn't uncommon to descend base and find four different guys who had left a message on my answering auto. These kind of sexual selection created a unplayful unfairness with me and Jim.

He didn't have a single fair sex that he could meet with outside the clubs. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't pull in them. It was all about his ethical standards. In his eyes, the epitome of a creepy guy was person who was married and trying to seduce and engagement 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 cleaning lady. You can date any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to conduct 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 date someone while being married !"

So that was our narrative for age leading up to this night. 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 spectacular moment and forgot about Jim. I'm surely many of you will try me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's hard managing all those dynamics well. You got ta think back I am talking about globe shaking experiences with new people. It ain't easy to negociate and I just wanted Jim to go through that dilemma too. He needed to so he could be a bit more understanding with me.

Well ... I could separate Jim was mad again. This variety of thing was literally the only thing we argued about. But he was cool. He had helped clean up the integral party while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to return.

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

So we left the hotel a little after 3:00 and at initiatory few Son were shared between us during the 40 minute parkway home. I was unquiet. Jim wasn't talking. And the longer he kept quiet the more shamefaced I felt. But finally he said ...

"Ash, do you have any idea what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my intellect 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 the like TO OTHERS ? wellspring that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to excuse. We had covered this ground so many prison term before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nothing to do with my beloved and devotion to you. That's as unattackable as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to handle different lovers. They have feelings too. And during such acute sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their rich sexual psychic in my hands. Being careful with it is the most important affair to me. I never want to ache you but I just can't always think of you in the moment ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a woman ! You are ill-timed about them. There are batch of cleaning lady out there that would fuck your sort of tending 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 incline of the chronicle. It was a very very intense moment for both of us. Very primary in nature and I heard this reaction flow out of me in an uncommonly forceful way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all happen ...

"I would like a woman two years sometime than me. I'm tired of untried fair sex.

I want her about two in scant than you with brunette crinkly fuzz, in form, sexy as underworld, killer smiling, decent booby and loves sex.

I want her to be really quick getting fix for any part ... quicker than you !

I want her to be smartness and person who loves to say, way into books, yet is very very athletic.

I want her to induce a very similar screen background to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and family unit, and have similar educational activity, like being a teacher and majoring in maths.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally diverse, and a social butterfly in any elbow room wide of people.

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

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

I want her to be a tom-boy who can dangle a hammer and loves the open air.

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

I want her to be totally into me, so much so, it doesn't topic 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 shew up in her spirit and is actually waiting for me."

piece of tail ! Where did that ejaculate from ? It was a totally unexpected and impossible leaning, 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 solar day I met that woman in a most strange way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our backcloth and interests in big detail. She hit ... every ... exclusive ... item on that list and maybe some former marrow 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 dreams would soon show up.

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

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

This was no small serendipity.

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

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

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

Well ... that my Friend was the dilemma I now faced. I knew going back might mean my spirit would never be quite the same. I needed hebdomad to mull over that decision.

hitch tuned !