I dunno
Sometimes I just wish life weren't so complicated and I were a dairy cow. Not so much for the leisurely life of nonstop grazing as much as for the daily sessions with a machine massaging my nipples.
This is a journal of everything I'm up to, from my trip driving across country from Syracuse, NY to San Diego, CA to random happenings as I live in Sunny SoCal.
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Yeah, but a machine massaging your nipples for weeks on end makes for a nasty case of mastitis...yummmm; gotta love pus in your milk.
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