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January 2023 My hunger and needs are rampant, uncontrollable and now totally dominate my focus. Business has fallen to second place, this alarms me. The risks are illogical, problematic, but the addictions prevail. In some ways I wish the inner cravings would subside, recede and vanish…there are no signs of it. The NYE gb in Nola was my largest number in one continuous event. The absence of continuous cock upon its completion starved me quickly, and prompted my 2023 resolutions to renew my bare back commitment, seek more exposure, be more accessible, and never go a day without taking the sperm from a strange cock. I have adhered to the resolution pledges so far. I agreed to a 3 day ownership on my trip to Nashville. It was rough, perpetual and animalistic. The combination of fear, loss of control, and degradation made my adrenaline rush, breath short, and pussy moist and dilated. My obvious arousal was exploited without concern of retribution, serving continuously for 72 hours. In an odd paradox, the complete domination, depravity and dehumanization was empowering. A single woman serving and satisfying multiple partners, multiple times over multiple days. .. their cocks, spent, flaccid and useless by use of my body…what a power trip 😊. My business focus in DC was non negotiable…3 weeks, large investments, time pressures; failure was not an option. But my dark side was quenched by early mornings, late evening, random encounters, online hookups and multiple ads. The usual litany of phonies, pic collectors…and “prove who you are” a reminder of trite and boring reality of online connections. However, the ratios are predictable, a tolerable nuisance of the lifestyle. The menu of my dates varied, the scenarios each unique…the outcomes each in their own way perfection, so satisfying, and the antidote for the pressures of work. The convulsions, the jerking, the pulses…strange cock, the warmth of semen deep inside,…my drug…their sperm my only measure of success. In many ways my inner self had hoped for …”you have done it, you are sated, complete, satisfied and at peace…but it not where I end the month. My hunger, needs, and lust untethered and needing more. |
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Hi neighbor , its been awhile since heard from ya .. see all has been good for you . Still love to meet and have some Piss and Catherter Play with you .. maybe 1 day when you are back in town .. HMU on Kik
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You write very well. I have only known one legitimate nymphomaniac and though she was not afflicted to the degree that you are, she was always seeking her next cock. While she was a delight to the men in town who took advantage of her affliction, myself included, it eventually destroyed her marriage and career.
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ahhh the sport of "nympho-mania" tag me in lol
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