Our Time Has Come

I’m so sorry to have to break up with you over the internet and all, but honestly, I don’t know if I could have done this face to face.

I remember the first time we met, the way I cried for 45 minutes on the kitchen floor of the first house I’ve ever owned. Tears of joy they were, tears running down my face that I found you after all that time of longing, wishing, hoping and praying for you to come into our lives. There were so many of us that needed you back then. My hands were so tired and worn out....you took charge and made my work load easier....I have appreciate every minute we were together...even the times I’ve had to turn you upside down and squeezed you with my knees....I might miss that a little though. Oh, and spanking your little bottom, that too, but nothing else will I miss.

Yes it has been fun...but those embarrassing noises you made, the lumps and clogs...those I won’t miss one bit. Yes, we had our ups and downs but my new found love, well, he is smooth and shiny and “easy”.

The time has come, I’ve found someone new and I’m madly in love....and I’m never turning back. Sorry, but you'll get over me.

My new love:


You've got to try these.