The perfect ass I wish for it at times. My perception of me being skewed to believe the beauty Is smooth skin, ass high and tight. It surprises me how the words “beautiful” trip so easily off someone’s lips Made for… Loving, spanking, kissing, admiring Plentiful. More than a handful and perfect in its own …
Late MM entry. — “Well aren’t you a naughty boy.” He stilled as her voice slipped over him. Shit… He wasn’t expecting her home so early. Embarrassment heated his face as a different kind of heat rose in his veins stuffing his cock. It was tempting to keep his eyes lowered, but he lifted his gaze …
Working the weekends always messes me up so I scoured my archives for something. Tuesday I hope to do a late entry for the week because that photo is too good to ignore. Check out the other options. — “Go slow.” I feel your hand at the back of my neck, offering comfort with a …
The rise and fall Make me… Moan Weep Beg Plead For more
Two day old bruises Symbols of what I can handle And the shades that pleasure can take
Trying to get back in the writing game. Something from my time at the spanking party this weekend. Check out the other options — The bed smells of sex as I press my face into the sheets. “Don’t hold your breath.” I breathe out and his hand lands with a crash. Or was it the …
Quickie — In the heat of the moment His cock a piston into my core, drilling deeper and stretching me wide. I’ve given him every position the moment he asks for it. On my back with my thighs against his chest, on my knees with my ass high, on top as I straddle his hips …
This was for MasturbationMonday, but work and life conspired against me once again. Have the unedited version and my apology for not being around more. — I’ve always considered myself firmly in the hetero category. I liked cock of almost any size and I enjoyed the taste, feel, and smell of a man as I …
Sketch His hand at the back of her neck. Eases her, forces her with gentle pressure to her knees. “Open.” Her thighs and her mouth. “Close.” Her eyes as the blindfold obscures her vision. That hand drops back to the nape of her neck, communicating so much with a gentle squeeze. She holds, waiting just …
Unedited I’ll be… Leather clad, stiletto wearing, whip wielding woman. Stripes on your thighs, my heel in your back. Demanding my “Yes, Miss” so you’ll get pleasure from pleasing me. Pressing, commanding, “Strip for me. Right. Fucking. Now.” And you do. Making you like it, making you feel good because I’m making you do what …