After having traveled almost continuously from November until late March I am just finding my routine again at home. I wake up at the crack of dawn or sometimes even before, wrestling a massive bone in my pants…
And I try to wrestle the serpent a bit while I drink coffee and scroll my morning social media…
And after coffee and oatmeal I go outside and enjoy the sunrise.
Watching the birds fly around at sunrise and trying to discern some meaning as an augur…
Only to realize that Raum has sent me far more birdies than I can ever successfully count.
The message, perhaps, might be inferred from context but I still wonder about it.
Even the sphere was beginning to wake up on my way back from my walk, which was beginning to quicken because I needed to empty my bladder.
But, of course, that does nothing about the raging hormonal erections my dick is producing this morning.
So I wound up shooting a bate vid for my bluesky.
Fortunately for me very shortly thereafter my husband got up and I was able to satisfy my primal urges on him.
Finally the relief of getting to cum inside the hole, bareback like the devil intended.
