I have so much to give but it’s got nowhere to go.
All my fantasies are fading they have become so slow.
My favorite ones never seem to stay.
Real life always seems to get in the way.
Guess I have too much time on my hands.
A horny little playmate is what I could stand.
Why do I always have to be so damn picky?
When things with these pretty boys always get so sticky.
Complications, miscommunications, it’s all bad luck.
Relax, chill out, come on baby let’s just hook up and fuck!
If I get any hornier I really think I’ll just explode.
I need a sexy ass to pound and make him shoot his load.
Here am I stuck at home by myself all alone.
The very best I can hope for is some hot sex on the phone.
Maybe I’ll get lucky and my new slave he won’t fail me.
I’ll make him cum, he’ll shoot a ton just you wait and see.
Still my mind wanders back into the past.
Dreams are always in my head of that perfect ass.
He knows who he is and I know he dreams of me.
One day I feel we'll make it real, yes our lust is the key.
But for now here alone I sit surfing Lush Stories on the net.
You never know what I might find, something even better yet.
Guess I’ll just hang out and see what comes my way.
While my libido climbs off the charts each and every day!
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