Recent Blog: FIRST TIME AUDITIONS FIRSTTIMEAUDITIONS.COM are ripe peaches, all the young mothers wheeling their tiny new infants in their carriages in the summer sunshine. I watch them pass by, sitting on ¡¥my¡¦ bench on the promenade by the sea, while I eat my lunch. Walking advertisements for fecundity, they are luscious, all of them. Marginally overweight from nine long months of gestation, with rounded bellies and breasts heavy with nourishment for their offspring, they are sexual yet not sexy. ¡¥Look at me!¡¦ their proud bodies cry out wordlessly. ¡¥I have proven myself. I have taken a man¡¦s cock into my body and his seed into my womb; and made this miracle. Admire me! I am sex personified, but I am not available¡Knot to you stranger!¡¦
And you are by far the most luscious of them all. I watch you walk by and let the juices run down my chin.
I begin to look out for you every day. Sometimes you disappoint me, but most days you are here. You have to pass me twice, once in each direction on your way from and back to the car park. I look pointedly at your ass when you have gone past. I admire your panty lines, indents in the plump flesh beneath the thin material of your summer slacks. I stare at your flexing buns, willing you to know that I am bursting to ravish your succulent, fertile womanly core.
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