Jun 012011
I’m without Whitman. For one night. I can’t STAND IT.
I’m going to masturbate myself to sleep.
I’m going to be his little cockslut tomorrow night and go to work Friday morning with his hot cum in my panties.
I can’t wait to be his playtoy all weekend.
Tonight will be vanilla my dear.
The rest of the weekend, will be very dark.
Sounds ominous.
…and I’m feeling so VERY NAUGHTY these days.
Oh how I wish…..but I am happy for you guys
Mollyxxx
Awwww, Molly. I am sounding a little piggish there, aren’t I? ONE NIGHT apart, and I know you and your Sir are apart for MONTHS at a time! :(
One night, one week, one month….the pain of seperation is all the same.
Mollyxxx
So very true.