Status Updates From The Shearing Gun

What good was it being with the cutest guy in town if you couldn’t tell anyone?

I watched as the blush stole across his cheekbones and thought to myself how lucky I was to have such an adorable guy in my life.

I’d sheared over two hundred fifty thousand sheep in my lifetime, and the motions had become pure instinct.
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Omg

And most surprisingly I missed him when he wasn’t around.

That puzzled look was back on his face, and it was cute.
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Askdjdldk; awwww.

Re-reading a fave for a good start into 2025 ;)

I’d seen plenty of porn pictures. I knew what was sexually arousing. I’d never tried it before, but it seemed like a good day to start. I lifted one arm and brushed my hair off my forehead . . . . The position brought definition to my muscles in both my arm and my chest and had the added bonus of showing off the hair in my pit. I’d read it was a source of pheromones, so exposing your underarm is a huge turn on.