Baby.  Exactly 8000 minutes until you bury yourself in my sweet honey.  Does that sound better or worse than 5 and a half days?

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Baby, a week from tonight I will be fucking your brains out.

Right here.  This is where you cup your hand every night when we’re finally worn out and we curl up to go to sleep.  I’ve tried sleeping with my own hand in your place—to no affect other than a numb arm.  But in a matter of days, I’ll have the real goods… and my first good night’s sleep in months.  It hardly seems real.

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Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; it is a big day in 2600land.  I would like to direct your attention to the countdown timer in my sidebar.  In twelve days, 2600 miles will become 0 miles.  And then we’ll begin counting up rather than down, into our future together.  That’s right. My Baby is coming to snatch me up and bring me home—for good!!

I think it couldn’t be more appropriate then, that this is my 500th post.  And if that weren’t enough, I just hit 250 followers as well, so say hello to dreamsandwhispers, from whence this lovely road trip picture is reblogged.

Which means… welcome to theme day: ROAD TRIP!!!!  I am sad to say I’ll have to skip the captions for awhile… I’m moving and have a lot to do!  I knew you’d understand.

Thanks to those of you who have expressed your love and empathy for us.  The kindness that I’ve received here from perfect strangers has boggled my mind and warmed my heart.  And don’t worry—the blog isn’t going anywhere.

xoxo  ~2600

dreamsandwhispers:

Don’t you just love cars? ; )

I’m looking at it with you.

Baby, I’ve got goosebumps again… can you feel them?

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Good night, Baby.  I’ll be off dreaming that it’s your hand caressing me… and dreaming that your sweet face will be there when I wake.  Not Long Now.

unmaskedsexuality:

I love waking up and finding my hand in a convenient spot.

Mr. Burnhard below is right. As dirty and depraved as most of my thoughts are at this point in our overly long separation, I still want to love you most of all.

j-burnhard:

Mmmm Love. Excuse me regular readers of my perverted thoughts. Im still having a cold and is still jet lagged. I do know that Love is not a perversion.

This photo and these comments hint at a big conundrum for me.  If all goes to plan, then when we see each other again, it will have been 105 days since we’ve been together. God willing, we will never have such a long separation again.  But that means I’ll never have another chance to take advantage of you in such a state… to tease you at your most desperate… to taunt you and hold myself back… to make you Fucking Beg for what you’ve been missing for over three months.  But I don’t know if I’ll be strong enough to do it…

kindlevixen:

iwanttotearyouapart:

gentlemanpervert:

Such a delicious moment, as you are lowering yourself onto me, the second before our most sensitive parts touch. The potential energy, the anticipation.

Fuck. What GP said… This moment is something else. Want me at my most excited? Prolong this…. If you’re strong enough to resist me pulling you down to where I want you…

One of my favorite ways to tease…lightly rubbing my pussy against your stomach, sliding back to nestle your cock against my ass. Lifting up to let your length slap up against your stomach, pressing myself down to just brush over the head so you can get a slight feel for how wet I am. Finally I’ll press down harder, rubbing my clit against my favorite spot on your cock, rocking smoothly back and forth, seeing how close I can get to cumming.

When I have you squirming and my clit pulsing with the need to cum, I’ll work your cock into my cunt…. slowly, my fingers working my clit so that as soon as your sunk deep I press down and cum around you. Now the real tease begins as I climb off to the side and try to find a good use for my tongue… ;)

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I have no answer for the question below. It’s my fault.  I’m sorry.

awhispertoascream:

I need this.  You need this.  So why is it you are there and I am here?  Answer that

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You know you are a comfort to me Love, but I want to be there for you too. To make you feel that security we both long for. You are always strong for me, but I could hear today how much you miss me all the same. Not. Long. Now.  xoxo

Things are sad right now.  But I can’t wait to laugh with you again like this—and we will.  Thinking about it keeps my chin up. 

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