Almost always smiling. AKA a place where Photog1rl shows off 😜

Just another day at the pool. Sunning and enjoying a vodka lemonade slushee. My Dutch Bros cup is getting a lot of use😜😉
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You have the most incredible ability to capture not just your own beauty, but a mood as well.
To show not just how gorgeous you are, but to convey your fun side.
I stand in awe not just of how lovely you are, but your talent as a photographer as well.
 
You have the most incredible ability to capture not just your own beauty, but a mood as well.
To show not just how gorgeous you are, but to convey your fun side.
I stand in awe not just of how lovely you are, but your talent as a photographer as well.
This is the absolute sweetest 💕 the way you see all of me makes me smile ear to ear 😘
 
Ok y’all-i posted this in the what are you nosey about thread but figured someone here might have some insight…maybe…

Pleasure doms…go.
Obviously these images go well with my bubble bath self care. 💕
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They look to me like "plot bunnies" as they calll them in the Author's Hangout. A story idea that hops into view and waits to be picked off...

In the second pic...

Amy reclined in the big clawfoot tug. Andrew entered the bathroom, dressed, carrying a book. He sayt by the tub and opened the book. Clearing his throat he said, ''The Story of O by Pauline Réage. Chapter 1 The Lovers of Roissy
Her lover one day takes O for a walk in a section of the city where they never go--the Montsouris Park, the Monceau Park. After they have taken a stroll in the park and have sat together side by side on the edge of a lawn - "

"No!" Amy pleaded. "Get to the good part.

Andrew flipped forward dozens of pages and started again "They turned her around, and the heat of the fire was against her back. A hand seized one of her breasts, a mouth fastened on the tip of the other. But suddenly she lost her balance and fell backward (supported by whose arms?), while they opened her legs and gently spread her lips. Hair grazed the insides of her thighs. She heard them saying that they would have to make her kneel down. This they did. She was extremely uncomfortable in this position, especially because they forbade her to bring her knees together and because her arms pinioned behind her forced her to lean forward. Then they let her rock back a bit, as nuns are wont to do.
“You’ve never tied her up?”
“No, never.”
“And never whipped her?”
“No, never whipped her either. But as a matter of fact…”

Andrew's reading was interrupted by Amy's soft moaning as she pleasured herself to the words of a long dead sensualist, read by her lover.
 
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