This morning while sipping my tea and praying that my faith would be strong enough to make today a Friday, I heard on my most favouritest station in the world these days "Love 101 FM" that persons were killing Albinos in some country beginning with a B and selling the body parts to people in Tanzania for purposes of witchcraft...."a wah dis Faada" People are so confused these days. I realised then that there were greater things in this world for me to pray about so I whispered a small one for love to be returned to the hearts of men.
On another note, the Player tempted me yesterday and I resisted...why?? Cause he's a married man and I am so not doing that anymore. If I were though I would fly to the ATL and get me some good freaky dick. Also, there's something about him that makes me feel less of a woman and that's unaceptable....we had a talk about that and he chastised me for reading too much into his actions, but my gut rarely lies so I'll stick with my instincts for now. Besides, I'm so hard up, I need a nice slow build up to my climax and I doubt very much he would've had the time to deliver.
I have to say though, its been awhile since I've locked my legs around the back of a man and felt his thrusting deep within the pit of my womb, or watched with interest his face as I dance atop his rock hard dick...so no doubt, homegirl had some interesting dreams last night....but I'll get over it.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment