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7/18/2023 5:12 am

Reflections

My annual summer sabbatical in coastal Maine is a glorious counter balance to my darker pursuits.
Morning walks along the fog masked shores, brisk temperatures and solitude always are the catalyst for reflection, introspection and contemplation. Afternoons of sailing, swimming and seal & whale watching….as pastoral and bucolic as possible and an antithesis of my split life.

I can only reflect on my addictions, cravings and inner insatiability. On my knees in a dark and dirty booth…my mouth and lips pouting to take any cock that appears through the hole….sucking, slurping and throating to please and to temporarily quench a burning need. Begging and using all my energy and skill just to feel the pulse and jerk of a strangers cock and his moans as his warm cum floods my mouth. Swallowed instinctually…his cock tightly squeezed to insure his every drop is consumed. Then quickly dismissed, as a new cock and a new set of balls to drain appear. Minutes turn into hours as my hungers are only inflamed by every load swallowed, a trance, a unique bliss an addiction out of control.

The fuck toy of random men met online, flown in for a weekend or a week to fulfill their dirty needs. I’m honored and flattered to be desired, proud to be their reciprocal, and offer my holes for their unlimited use. Exposed and exhibited as a common slut…my pussy swollen and moist from the attention, and the eyes focused on me as I walk the street. Their needs satisfied without question or condition.

A gangbang queen, adult theaters, and cheap motels the venues of choice for a constant flow of men,
Their cocks taken bare, their sperm taken deep inside, a brief moment of beautiful intimacy in a cold and ugly world. Somehow it’s the reputation I cherish. From 1/1/23 to 6/30/23…617 men, 14 gangbangs, 11 fuck toy trips and so much more.

As I hike the Schoodic in all its beauty, I’m eager to return for more.


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