Sometimes the farm work gets me in such a state... came inside covered in dirt and sweat and couldn't stop thinking about being bent over the washing machine instead of putting clothes in it. My pussy gets so wet just imagining your hands on my hips, fucking me from behind while I watch our reflection. The way you'd pull my hair and make me beg for your cock... God, I need to be used like that. To feel owned by someone who actually deserves me. My entire body aches for it.

On a completely different note, the hydrangeas are blooming beautifully by the porch.