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It's been pouring rain all day down here in Northwest Florida. I am cooped up inside. I’d rather be outside, working on my land or just enjoying it. But that’s not entirely true, either.
Rainy days make my thoughts wander, and today is no exception. I can't shake the fact I have been thinking about sex all day. Little memory flashes here and there. If the weather were nicer and plans in place, I’d drive right now just to have her nails clawing my chest and back while she rides me through several orgasms.
Anybody else trapped inside today and tapping their foot/fingertips because your body is thrumming with pent up energy--maybe even sexual energy? Because that’s me. Right now.
It's been pouring rain all day down here in Northwest Florida. I am cooped up inside. I’d rather be outside, working on my land or just enjoying it. But that’s not entirely true, either.
Rainy days make my thoughts wander, and today is no exception. I can't shake the fact I have been thinking about sex all day. Little memory flashes here and there. If the weather were nicer and plans in place, I’d drive right now just to have her nails clawing my chest and back while she rides me through several orgasms.
Anybody else trapped inside today and tapping their foot/fingertips because your body is thrumming with pent up energy--maybe even sexual energy? Because that’s me. Right now.
