October was an emotional roller coaster so forgive me for saying I’m glad it’s on its way out. I’m praying November finds me in a better place. I need to learn to stop letting worry eat away at me and start really seeing myself differently. I pray too for a bit of good news next Monday… …
Month: October 2013
I seem to find things to stress about even on vacation (which I’m currently on). Not quite ready to talk about the things bothering me yet, but I will say I’m battling the fact that I trust people too easily and I’m worried it’s about to bite me in the ass if it hasn’t already. …
Her hips went up, exposing the delicious strip of her femininity to his eyes. He trailed a finger along the line of her back, around the curve of her bottom, skimming the wink of her back hole before slipping through the parted lips of her cunt. One finger pushed in and her wet heat swallowed …
My glitchy WordPress app posted this early. No sense changing it since the cat’s already out of the bag. Here ya go… Age is just a number, right? Stressing about the fact that I’m getting older really serves no other purpose than stopping me from doing the awesome things I could be doing. I think …
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It seems that in spite of my forays into my sexual exploration, in many ways I’m still pretty repressed. There are still certain things I’m hesitant to do because a small part of me thinks it’s still wrong to engage in those acts. I’ll not list the things I feel prudish about mostly because I …
Go No, I won’t stop you Not because I don’t want you But because I don’t know how to keep you I wear my “don’t approach” like a shield And I’ve succeeded in pushing you away So go I’ll live behind my wall Going on with my mind intact And my heart in shreds
I’m remarkably thoughtful for so early in the morning. The blame rests solely on the fact that I’m starting work so my mind is working separate from my body. After the unfortunately brief interlude with the previous Mr, I’d decided that I needed a break from the treacherous pool that is dating. No dating, no …
I ache and you know it. As you squeeze, knead, palm the full mounds of my ass, I press my face into the mattress and wait. I want you. Please, I want you so much. You groan. Your love of my overabundant assets is obvious from the weighty erection you sport, but I can’t see …
Here’s a proof from the shoot on Monday. This is a shot with nothing done to it, but I wanted to share. I did it to remind myself that my body is beautiful. Imperfections add quality. I foresee me dropping a lot of money on the final prints. Hey! Maybe I’ll have a giveaway of …