Yeah, I'm not dead, lovers. Ive just been so fucking insanely busy lately, haven't even had time to get myself off in the shower with my dildo and vibe! Tonight's been the first free time I've had in almost a month! I've already taken the edge off and spent a wild half hour with my biggest dong and most powerful toys. I'm a firm believer that masturbation increases your life expectancy. Seriously. I feel like it regenerates my life convince after I cum. I don't know why the French call it "The Little Death". I'm riding high and free right at this moment, and that's all life is...a series of moments. Seize whatever happiness you can at any given moment. Otherwise, you look back at your life when you're old and go, "why the hell didn't I enjoy my body to the fullest? so much time wasted..."
So no, I haven't been blowing anyone off. If I said to you at some point that we should get together and play and then seemed like I dropped off the earth, its not you. Just haven't had the time. So don't get pissy. I don't want to get on here for fun and have to dig through your whiny-ass messages begging to see me and then BITCHING that I'm not around. (And no, its not all of you, just some of you- you know who the fuck you are. Put on your big boy britches and fucking deal. Aright?)
Moving on.
My time is still clogged ,and I'm gonna get back on here for play as soon as I can.
Kisses, sucks, and bisex fucks, lovies xx
L.