Holly-gasms

So Lets Just Call It Wank Week.

There has been a lot of this, due partly to being up on blocks at the beginning of the week. The lead up and lead out, even during up on blocks periods the body really just wants sex, like LOTS AND LOTS of SEX. So I been wanking like there’s no tomorrow, hard, harder, hardest. For release mostly, I’m attempting somewhat to reduce my stress levels, last night I took a break midway through packing, had a wank and went and had a shower.

Yeah…

Cause I can, my house, who’s gonna stop me. I do need to purchase a new vibe though, big pink is only working at half time, her whirley facilities packed up and died a few months back, not that they are all that necessary, however…I want it to be there just in case the mood takes me.

I like to play whenever and however I want. Will sort this.

Also boy gone sitch has left me craving intimacy, if only with myself, although…when he was here, well…I did an awful lot of play. With myself. While he was out…See Stealth Orgasm.

I’m good at stealth. Lets see how many sneaky ones I can squeeze in whilst visiting boy interstate? Last time I was up there, I serviced quickly whilst the boy was in the shower a few times. And well in the shower. And in the tent one day whilst camping.

What has to be done, has to be done. I mean I’d take sex over wank any day, I just need to FUCK. MYSELF or with another.

Go Lady Go! Knock one out.

I’m yet to do it at work though… that thought just really gross’s me out. A LOT!