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Twitchy  For the last two days I've been utterly horny. I mean, 'horny like I was at twenty' horny. So, I went toy shopping this morning. Hopefully I won't explode and the shower head will hold out until they arrive. One things for certain, I'm going to be one squeaky clean bitch. Thank you shower massage. I'm almost a little scared over this. I haven't been this twitchy since I was a young woman with no , and while I've dealt with hormone surges before, they have never been as ...urgent? as this is. And there is no timing whatsoever with these feelings. Nothing extraordinary to set them off. I was fine this morning, I was sitting here drinking my coffee and playing a game listening to fucking Mickey Mouse of all things, and all of a sudden.... boom! I want to fuck and I can feel myself getting wet. To say the least, this is inconveniently timed. So...I went toy shopping. And now we wait. And we hope that this is not just a momentary event. While I was going through my depression, I simply didn't want to have sex. Nothing brought on any arousal, the Sahara desert had more moisture. If forced to choose between having sex and washing dishes, I would have chosen the dishes. And I hate doing dishes, it's the most boring chore in existence. I missed having sex, in my rational mind. I missed feeling sexy and desirable, missed the physical connection . But my body just stopped working. Zero ability to feel passion. Want to talk about what a morbid, depressing feeling that is? I'd rather go through childbirth again. A passionless life is a boring life. Maybe when I'm eighty I'll be happy to give up sexual passion, but today is not that day. So...I'm going to go do my<b> workout </font></b>with the Wubbie, patiently wait until nap time, and then I'm going to take a long hot shower. And think about sunshine, buttercups, and rainbows.... Heh, sure I am. 😈 "Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson   |
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Going solo in the shower has some great advantages  
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Only thing I can equate your dilemma to is...Wait for it...Having "Morning Wood"...There were quite a few years it didn't happen...Now it seems to happen with frightening regularity...It's a royal pain trying to empty ones bladder with a hard on...'Cause you can never get it completely empty...Argh...  
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Lol... someone is playing with your switch! Thoughts from the Garden...
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So my question would be if you were horny and went shopping you didn't find someone to help you with your horny self?
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So the mouse is the key, eh?  VEGAS Baby, on HNW Printing Breakfast Going Rough [post 3312759] My Private Blog – Tell Me All You Secrets
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Consider yourself fortunate. I don't really get those horny feelings any more. Surprisingly, it doesn't bother me a great deal, but there's just something about it that makes you feel intensely alive, eh?    
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rolling, laughing. i'm a lot older than you but there are times when i feel like i'm going to explode if i don't come. i feel blessed. imagine if you were one of those people who'd never had an orgasm, ever. You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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