Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

All dressed up and no where to go

Well, one of those things is true. This is the first weekend in probably the last three months when we don’t have to run around doing something. Family is coming to us for Mother’s day on Sunday. So aside from mowing the lawn, I’ve got a short list. Don’t get me wrong, there are still a million boxes to unpack and sort, but I’m learning to focus on a few a day. At least we have the coffee.


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