The star of the show
10:24AM. Looked at butthole in mirror first time last night (this early AM) after shower. More on this later. It’s 12:44PM and I’m glad I remembered to write that down or I definitely would’ve forgotten. But before we get started, it’s Saturday, February 21 and I’m sitting in the front room in my cozy clothes – I put them back on because I fully plan on falling asleep at least for a little bit before I go on my run. “Mrs. Doubtfire” is playing in the living room and Chubbs is napping in his kennel. Okay, my butthole. So, after the shower my butthole felt moist, so I pointed the fan down, turned around, parted my cheeks and dried ‘er out. And whilst my cheeks were parted, my curiosity took over –unsure if I could even see my own butthole in the mirror, I turned, cheeks still parted and there she was in all her glory, I took a double take she was so stunning. I thought ‘is that actually my butthole’ and so I turned the light on. To clarify, there was light from over the tub/shower/toilet, but there are more lights –bright ones –over the mirrors. And there beneath the vanity lighting betwixt my parted cheeks was the star of the show – my bottom hole. LOL. I’m having a grand ol’ time writing about my butthole. I should do this more often. Which is exactly what I thought when I saw her in the mirror. I also thought ‘wow, what an incredible butthole – I didn’t know what it looked like.’ It’s the first time I saw my own butthole. I mean, I’ve done some full-length floor mirror spread eagle work, but this is the first time I saw her as a stand-alone – not overshadowed by the beauty that is my pussy. To know I have two beautiful holes is just... overwhelming and I’d like for my privacy to be respected at this time. LOL. I just took a read break to read what I’d written and LOL. Okay, I may read some of my book now – I say ‘may’ because I am, but I don’t know how far we’ll make it before I close my eyes. I love you so fucking much, Leah. And I am so fucking proud of you. Keep going, you’ve got this. <3