Diet has gone to hell this week. Craving sugar like a mofo. What the hell is wrong?... oh wait, it's PMS time. Ahh my boobs are sore. Love that feeling. It's so sexy. I like to touch them. A lot.
Have met another smexy man online. Yes. ON FUCKING LINE And once again, he lives far far away. Why would I bother being interested in someone I can actually have sex with? That would be just silly. But I must say, unlike the last one (who turned out to be a major douche btw) this one makes me blush down under. He can say things that make my body respond in ways I LOVE. Yummy. Fuck. I am doomed to marry my dildo aren't I?