Here is one for all your personal trainers, poolboys, and punch instructors: physical exercise, and pizza, get me embarrassingly horny. Plus, I cannot put into writing - out of shame, more likely than not - how often I've fantasized about going all-in for some really naughty, horny sex that for one catches a guy totally unawares, and would definitely blow his fucking mind. I'd be the sweaty little champ all class long, only to probably scare my sweet hunky trainer nearly into impotence with my voracious appetites.. I came across this picture right here, and was like 'Yes.. Yes.. Yes, and yes, and yes.. Some day'. Some day I'll definitely go crazy and do something like this. Lap up every bead of pre, lick, suck, lick some more, hold onto his strong legs, his strong arms, pin him down, get him to take a good eyeful of my body, every square inch of my creamy white skin, my curves, my lips, my sweat, my spit.. Either the lucky - or very unlucky, depending on his fortitude - guy will totally freak out and push me off, banish me from his life and spent the rest of it looking over his shoulder, or he'll just let go, relax all those big muscles and let me ride the wave. I'd sure as fuck ride that wave, just saying.. I think the best way to get rid of the urges I have is definitely not suppressing them. The best way, I hope, I beg, is giving in to them. Giving in to wanting to lick and suck and fuck my trainer, my power boy, my big strong man, to fuck him into nirvana with my sheer lustful appetites, and leave him dry as a bone - for the time being..