I am writing a book... its an erotic fantasy book. but tell me what you think outcall and car dates only. clearly stuck in utah still 😈 might as well indulge

chapter 1, the first chapter of book one ---- Im not drinking alcohol I've been sober since I left detox. What is killing me is that I was not able to play myself or bring magical toys into the treatment center. I just know that I'm very healthy from eating plenty of oranges, bananas, pineapple and grapes. I have too high of a sex drive to let my body in this state to go to waste. I feel like I deserve a prize or something deserved. I think I deserve this. I know I deserve this. But how shall I ever find what I yearn for Or, for what "she" is yearing for I can't tell if it's my head talking or if it's my other head talking. Regardless, nonetheless I know that I need to react and I need help doing it. Help Help because I don't want the reactions to be from my actions. I want you to think of all the ways I could react and make me do it no matter how hard the challenge will be. My body is your playground or for some you’re the controller I’m the game. From the shakes and quivers to the uncontrollable eye rolls, squirting for 20 minutes straight, or even hot tying me, etc. take a second and think what would your challenge be There is nothing like a man who knows how to treat a woman's body. Especially my body. I have been called a sex goddess, men loved to lick my armpits, I have been told my pheromones are what sex smells like. My pheromones are liquid gold to a highly aroused man. But my body I am very intense, very sexually active, nimble and fun woman. Remember woman. I seem to ponder the last time I was utilized to be the woman I am. Ages ago Or hours ago Does not matter, I’m having withdrawals from not coming no less than 20x per day. I guess this is my bender Bend… I need to be fucking bent. Ascertain me greater beings Why am I being punished Or, is this my good karma coming to help me indulge and let my soul run into the cosmic dust of an orgasmic nebula Or, will I be lost in my own organic galaxy What terrifies me Is I’m not worried about leaving this world behind or getting lost in another galaxy. It’s the fact that I won’t stop finding every planet, star and dust particle until they are ALL found and named after that intense feeling of pleasure occurs. You know I have the power to show you these galaxies Just by thinking it That tingle in your head No… it’s how weak your legs feel right now. After being drenched in my waterfall and accidentally drowning, I can say my clear cooter saliva tastes somehow like water but sweet im tired of licking my toys clean after they’ve almost indulged my urges inside me. Why don't you give me my cosmic deserved ending tonight, indulge me and tell me what my juicy pussy taste like No, no, no. My girl is plump and full of hemocytes definitely caring all 4 oxygen cells. The problem is the veins are staying in a state of vasoconstriction. I want them painful to the touch and more erect. Have you ever seen a gorilla grip reaper stretch out an inch or two and suck you back in like a plunger My flower is prettier than a full bloom rose. Where do I find a man who would understand this BOOK NOW QV 200. HHR 300