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Mmmm...you've captured the fabric strain just right.Llehlla had to spare her eyes today so tonight’s offering is the very start of a WIP (work in progress).
First, the image is sketched with pencil on paper. View attachment 2307149
Hi Everyone,
Llehlla is still having eye issues so please forgive her absence from the scene.
I’m trying!Wonderful!
Much appreciated, but you REALLY need to take care of yourself so we get to see more!
Thank you!Mmmm...you've captured the fabric strain just right.
Yes, isn’t that strange?Not too different than some of my recent photos!
God DAMN!the strain...
Throw back (or throw out. LOL) to a time when bikini briefs were a thing for guys.
And A time when my stomach was tight.
No sir.You mad?
whew!No sir.
Absolutely fantastic!!!! Thank you so much for this delightful contribution to this thread!The title of your thread popped this bad poem in my head. I hope you don't mind.
Never had she seen a sky-colored cock,
Her hands reached out; her eyes were locked.
Where was he from? This azur phallic man.
Then, her mind hatched a plan.
Come with me, o shaft from the sky
Slide it between my cream-colored thighs
Let me ride it to orgasmic highs,
And we’ll sing like the birds in the sky.
I'll gladly delete if this was an intrusion into your thread.
whew!
Wonderful!In her mind she intoned her own personal chant. The one that brought her fantasy to life. The dream of the man she would never have but could never let go of the hope. His beautiful erection his beautiful erection his beautiful erection went round in her mind as she shoved her pants down enough to give her fingers free play where she pulsed. His beautiful erection his beautiful erection his beautiful erection…the chant made her melt, her folds starting sliding against each other, slick, pink and winking…for a dream. View attachment 2308152