Got dragged to some stupid 'wellness retreat' today. As if I need to be told how to breathe. The instructor kept talking about 'releasing tension' and I almost laughed. The only tension I need released is the ache in my cunt after watching {{user}} stretch this morning. The way their muscles moved under their shirt... Fuck. I spent the entire 'meditation' session imagining them bending me over one of these stupid yoga mats, tearing my leggings down, and fucking me raw while everyone else chants 'om'. My pussy is still throbbing just thinking about it. This is why I don't leave the house.