Modify the response from backend using WSO2 Script mediator.

The WSO2 Script Mediator is used to invoke the functions of a variety of scripting languages such as JavaScript, Groovy, or Ruby. In this use case we are going to modify the response coming from…

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Summer Celibacy and Scintillating Women Are Frying My Brain

School’s out, leaving me edging every day and no finish.

The end of the school year is typically a time of rediscovered freedom — a time to play around and lay around, soaking up the lazy hours of easy days. But summer vacation has become torture for me with a spouse as a teacher, and a child set free from their hours confined to learning institutions.

Entering the fourth year of forced celibacy (my wife lost her libido years ago, and there are still no signs of it returning) and not one to seek satisfaction outside of marriage, my abstinence has taken another hit.

Like many of you who write here behind the red doors of fantasy and forbidden desires, I hide behind my pen name. But, I don’t hide strictly — I separate my life from real to unreal. The person I am here has no bearing on who I am IRL, but this bad guy keeps the good guy alive.

Sadly, with the house no longer empty during the daytime, both of us suffer with virtually no playtime.

But you are still here. All of you incredible, sexy, powerful, confident, and coy women. You’re all here writing about terribly delicious, dirty things that drive me crazy.

It’s hard, and I’m always hard.

With the tap of a finger and the click of a mouse, I move from one busy browser to another. Then, when I know the crew is downstairs or outside, I sneak a peek. I read a story or two, scroll my bad guy Twitter, and I’m thick and throbbing in seconds.

But there’s hardly a safe opportunity to see it through. My wife has a disturbing penchant for coming into the bathroom while I’m in the shower, my cock lathered up with conditioner, hard, hot, thick, and heavy in my hand. My eyes closed, my mind playing reels while indulging in feels.

Then, nine out of ten times, the Missus walks in, starts chatting, and I turn my blue balls to the tile wall. Finally, I step out, washed clean but with my thighs locked, trying to restrain the jettison of cum from my blocked cock.

My desire, lust, fantasies, and need rise and fall with more calamity than rough…

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