...there's a trickle of come making its way down my inner thigh
Posted at 11:09 PM May 13, 2008
6am: I like making my own coffee, but I like it more when someone brings it to me. Today I'm making my own. Meh to the weh.
6.02am: I realize that my little wank session before rising was more productive than I thought: there's a trickle of come making its way down my inner thigh.
8.15am: early morning breakfast meetings that don't involve some kind of sex are no fun at all. I want bed.
Noon: I sort of just told my mom that I'm maybe kind of slutty. Her: "you're too sweet and pretty not to have a man." Me: "just one?" Whoops.
4.45pm: K just called to compare schedules. When I'm with my mom, he tries to embarrass me by blurting out inappropriate mom material over the phone. Today's was, "Rimjob!" Nice!
Madeline Glass whiles away her time on the internet delving into her and others' sex lives, while offline she juggles several, um, intimate relationships and an acute case of the roving horny eyeballs. Read her blog.
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