Ovulation without Procreation

[inushnu]

I miss a plethora of sensations when I leave a man. I miss little looks and hidden moments. I miss replays of kisses and muted sounds. I miss more than I can list but the ONE thing I always seem to crave like the junky for their crack pipe is……….giving head

Comments

[butterflysnf]

this post reminds me of this song
sometimes when we touch,your honesty is too much and i have to close my eyes and cry...
something like that :)
maybe this song is not related at all but i find your post very honest.
maybe if you find what is that you are searching for,you will not need any props at all
xoxoxo

[inushnu]

mmm i like those lyrics and they ring a bell too... hrm...

ty for your encouragement... funny, i am starting to work on being more honest in my journal, i hide so much....

oxoxxxooo

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[butterflysnf]

well i think is a good thing.
and we all hide from time to time
(((hugs)))

[exercise_one]

*le faint*

[inushnu]

*catches your head before it hits the ground*

heh

[cinder]

I really identify with that... for me, sometimes it's a craving.

[inushnu]

Stand up and say with me: I am an oral-fixation addict. ;)

Me tooo!

[wilson_lizard]

I am an oral fixation addict!

Re: Me tooo!

[inushnu]

GOOD GIRL!!!

Come ON people! we know you are in the closet! come out come OUT i tell you!!! ;)

I was...

[pather]

going to say that this blew me away in the last of night or maybe some sorta “I heard that, sista” or recall for reference memory of how lynn, without even touch of my fingertips would laughingly become sloppy dripping wet between thighs towards needing terrycloth to dry just from apparent joy at the consumption of me but I then decided not to be so crass and say nothing of the sort, instead just jotting a poem inspired

for this warm-spun you

[inushnu]

*wink*

couldn't tell i used shrooms in my stir-fry, could ya? :p