Longview (HNT)

If you're here for the HNT, AWESOME!

This picture was one from the photo shoot I did a couple weeks ago. A portfolio of artistic shots showcasing curvatures and body dynamics.

I liked this one the best.
Thanks Shawn and KC for letting me use it!

Happy HNT!!!



If you want to learn more about HNT, click on the rolling box and talk to my big sweet HNT daddy, Osbasso!
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For those of you here for that 'other thing', please continue down. :)


Can I just say how much harder this is for me to umm.... Do this project on an HNT day? I mean, not only am I going to get my regular readers educated... but those who dare not want any more information than to see my nekkidness.!?!?!?

For those of you that are reading this post and have no clue what I'm talking about, please read yesterdays post or you'll be completely lost. In short, it was an editors challenge to his staff writer... and it was something I didn't really want to do.

BUT. I'm taking one for the team ladies. I'm doing this for the love of all you women that want to see Shawns piercing. Call me a team player, and a giver god damnit... and kiss me full-on with tongue. Because after this shit, I deserve it.

That and I guess it is somewhat researchish. *Shrug* Oh well.
Here it is my little devils. Here is every time I touched myself today.

Of course, some days are better than others.

Which means that some days I may be traveling, in meetings, or otherwise detained that I cannot just whip myself into a frenzy in a broom closet (and I've tried)... so, my sessions are far less those days. And on the contrary, there are days like today when I'm over stimulated and/or writing and I just have to 'need' a little more.

But, yeah.. I mean, I gotta do it... if I don't, everyone suffers a painful existance. Inluding myself.
Fact: When husband and I are having an argument, he actually asks me when the last time I had an orgasm was... and if I can't answer... we have to stop fighting and throw down, or, I get private time to myself. Yep.

K soooo... I'm trying to stretch this out, aren't I? *lol* K. Here goes nuttin':

7:17pm- Mental stimulus – writing/brainstorming; finger (3)

7:46pm- Mental stimulus – writing; finger (2)

8:24 pm – Visual stimulus – writing/brainstorming; iegg (4)

8:37pm – Visual stimulus – porn; vibrator (3)

9:49-10:14 pm – Mental stimulus – pre-party prep in shower; vibrator (3x1m )

12:12am – Visual/Direct stimulus – dancing; contact (1)

1:40am- Visual/Direct stimulus – Red; contact (6x2)

-nap-

3:20 – (wake up call) Mental stimulus – Dreaming; iegg (2x1m)
4:12 – same deal – fingers (1)

-nap-

5:15 am – Mental stimulus- Waking after dreaming; vibrator (4)

7:05 am – (empty office) Mental stimulus – writing prep and brainstorming; fingers (1)

9:20am – Mental stimulus – Breaktime after conversation; fingers (1)

11:47am – Visual/Mental stimulus – email; friction (1)

2:05pm – Mental stimulus – email; fingers (3)

3:24pm – Mental/Visual stimulus – email; friction (1)

4:42pm – Mental stimulus – stress relief; bullet (3)

5:35pm – (Daily download) Visual/Mental stimulus – stress relief; (6x1m)

6:47pm – Visual/Mental stimulus – after-kiddo’s to bed – porn, pre-writing prep (8x2)

*end at 7*

Yeah, so uhhh... there it is, in all it's glory fuckers. My day in a nutshell.

And no, I don't get exhausted and it doesn't stop and I never EVER feel completely satisfied. It sucks high ass and makes me really consider a harem of men and women to keep near me just to live off of and fuck all day because honestly, i read that back and am wondering if I got anything fucking done today!

Jesus. Well, be kind to me as I've put a little something out there to you. And god damnit I don't wanna hear about how I tried to beat off more because I knew I'd be writing it... If anything the last thing I wanted was to research somebody I'm not.
And further the last 24 hours were fucking inspirational for one reason or another... and reasons I cannot discuss nor will.

Enough. I'm done, it's over. I want my prize for playing fucker.