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Looky, Connors home. The sneaky little bastard pulled right into his driveway, and I didn't even see him come home. I need to put little cowbells on his car, so I can hear him coming and going. Someone forgot to tell Connor he belongs to me now. I'm debating whether I should fuck his dick clean off or if I should be slow and gentle and then fuck his dick off at a later date. Look at me, making plans for someone like I'm running the Connor show. I know he wants it, as he texted me last night to chat. I hate chatting. I'm used to "Hey babe, in the mood for some dick?" He is sending me crap like, "Hey there, how was your day? Did you do anything fun or interesting?" How the fuck do you answer that? "Hi Connor, thanks for asking! I got fucked stupid by 4 very large men, and I think I'm pregnant, or maybe just bloated, not sure. How was your day?" That might scare him away. I need to go talk to him. I think I will.

I keep seeing these goofy commercials on TV on how to improve your memory. Complete BS if you ask me. Plus, why buy something you don't need? Follow this simple premise, and you won't forget a thing. I like to do unforgettable things to improve my memory, like jerking Connor off in the driveway. I won't forget that ever. Remember, I'm the one who gave you this tip. You will thank me for it.

TV has changed. Network TV especially. It's super woke and such, which means it's super boring. I'm am so glad I don't watch much of it anymore. There just isn't all that much out there to watch that catches my eye. Did you hear about the new gay sitcom? "Leave it, it's Beaver." Yeah, I'm not watching that one either.

Someone wanted to know how I got fucked by Lucas. In the car again. We went to my Jeep. I sucked his cock hard. He bent me over the seat with the door open and slipped it inside me, and fucked me until I came. It was hot, it was quick, and he left me with a pussy full of steaming, fragrant sperm that left a wet spot on the back of my dress when it dripped out. Two things about this fuck. First one. After I came, he kept pumping, and he stopped and asked me if I had a "pad." I said, "A pad? What are we padding?" He said, "Your pussy. So it won't leak, and people won't see." No, I didn't have a pad. I explained I would be just fine, and no, I would rather him grease my insides, not my throat, though an acceptable alternative the throat would be. He agreed and went on to pump his baby goo in my guts which was awesome, in case you were wondering. Second. After sitting on a stool, I got a wet spot when his nut dripped out of me. And yes, someone noticed. They informed me I sat in something wet. To which I replied that I did not sit on something wet. They said you have a damp spot. You sat on something. I said it's the kind of damp spot that leaves salt rings. It took a second, but they got it. Then they got shocked. Then they left. What is so shocking about getting fucked? Who doesn't want to get fucked? Who cares who got fucked. If I saw a cum stain on a chick's ass, I'd give her a high 5 and ask her if she is up for round two? Just saying.