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[Shadowlace]

I miss my days dancing , the picture is absolutely stunning

 

[whenagain]

Love the skirt.

 

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[wickedpen]

mm I can always count on you getting my thoughts flowing. Not sure which of the two I prefer. They are both screaming excitement. Is she forcing the woman underneath or just taking her time and resisting her lovers hands.
And the red head... I do hate when my hair gets in the way of a blow job. usually guys wil just hold it like a handle behind my head but the thoughtful pulling it up as his abs ripple with intensity, oh it takes me back. Buff college boys, but his hand is older, strong with years of work and now she is taking him somewhere different, soft and wet and opening his hard body to pleasure and relief.
Thanks

 

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mm I can always count on you getting my thoughts flowing. Not sure which of the two I prefer. They are both screaming excitement. Is she forcing the woman underneath or just taking her time and resisting her lovers hands.
And the red head... I do hate when my hair gets in the way of a blow job. usually guys wil just hold it like a handle behind my head but the thoughtful pulling it up as his abs ripple with intensity, oh it takes me back. Buff college boys, but his hand is older, strong with years of work and now she is taking him somewhere different, soft and wet and opening his hard body to pleasure and relief.
Thanks

Oh I know! I just love the image of him holding her hair, as if he's commanding her. Forceful and passionate. It serves as inspiration for my Wet and Wild Summer thread.

 

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[wickedpen]

That point when tension and anticipation give way and you are free to accept him, freeing for him to reach into your external and find what really drives you. To hear the sound of a long zipper slow and then give in to any resistance you might have had and let yourself out into his hungry hands.

 

[wickedpen]

Sitting on a bench on a warm summer evening in cut off jeans, a tee shirt and nothing else. Watching him get out of his truck and come to you, sweaty and dirty. He kisses you before he speaks and his hands, rough from being wrapped around a wooden tool handle all day grip you gently will desire. Sliding up from your hips, as he steps between your bare thighs. His calluses hard and rough glide against your tanned back. He doesn't ask as his hands slide under the soft cotton tee shirt and feel your back, free of anything that might impede him. Then slowly around your ribs. You want him to take you, have you, grope you with his strong hands but you are not alone. You are in public. "Take me somewhere" you breathe into his ear.

 

[Passionpeter]

I think the women of the roaring 20's were the ladies some had hi class socialite status

 

[wickedpen]

A curly blonde with a dress just acceptable in public, drunk and happy, gay you might even say. She cares not for anything but the moment and willing to feel good at every opportunity? Sliding the zipper past my sequin studded dress I ache to be naked and feel that body so well hidden beneath that suit on top of me. How all the drinks and cigarettes have led to this moment. How earlier today I had no idea I would be here, now, with this man. Not caring about the family that kicked me out for dating a married man while they cheat on each other. Far from my grandmother's farm back in England. Just the here and now and this man who made me laugh and got me drunk and now wants nothing but to find a timeless moment of bliss.

 

[ms_tiff]

Hello all,
So I had to disappear for awhile...again. Sadly this is becoming a habit for me and I truly hate that. However, I do have a bit of free time at the moment and thought I'd pop on and say "hi!" and post a few things that have been floating around my brain lately.

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[wickedpen]

That is one sexy mind. Does it need to be tied down or is it more of a knot maker?

I love the feeling of hair in my mouth after something vigorous, disheveling me and I don't care, overwhelmed by something greater than my own vanity.

 

[ms_tiff]

That is one sexy mind. Does it need to be tied down or is it more of a knot maker?

This mind is definitely one that needs to be tied down.

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