Insatiable

I don’t know what has come over me. These desires, this urge, it’s absolutely insatiable.

I have always been a bit of a hedonist, but what’s wrong with liking a little pleasure. I am getting close to the time that is suppose to be my prime.

Then the thought dawned on me that this is the age a women begins to lose her eggs, a subconscious pull from my body’s natural, maternal instincts.

No matter, best not to ponder the reasons and just enjoy the fruits. Please sir, may I have another.

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