Upping my stretching game

I’m learning what I like. Both in terms of my own stretching regime, and in terms of the views I take from the women who keep me company.

Initially, I allowed women to guide me, to serve as trainers for me. But for stretching? I don’t need that. For stretching, I need motivation, not guidance. And it turns out, I’m really fucking good at structuring my motivation.

I’m sorry that Alexandra and I only stretched together twice, before she decided to take down her SeekingArrangement profile, and (try to) put a genie back in a bottle. Because now that I’ve got my stretching routine down, I really want to see her ass in the shortest shorts she owns, as she bends over, legs apart, and grabs both ankles.

Just sayin’.

Like this, please, but turn around!!!


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