Low Quality Pictures from a Low Quality Princess ♛

I was wet the instant I walked outside this morning...

After viewing your pics, I've got to say you're not the only one dealing with wetness this morning. ;)

And your derriere seems to be wanting for a spanking, or two, or ten ... :devil:
 
I'm assuming the summer heat/humidity were also to blame, but the green dye from the bags were absorbed by the more jelly-like toys. Such a shame.

In other news, I'm boring and don't have a thing I love to post. So another random picture haul, here we go!
Boring? I think not! Would love to be that teddy bear! Very sexy
 
You gotta post the pics of after the date getting that sexy dress ripped off and you getting filled in every hole. I dont think we would make it to dinner if it was me.
 
Date Night

Date night 💋

Babygirl,

You look so scrumptious in your tight white dress. But, why'd you get all dressed up for popcorn and soft drinks with me & Mommy? Oh, I see .... lift your skirt up a little bit more and show us both .... no panties .... naughty girl. Very naughty, just the type of naughty we like so much.

Come here and sit in my lap .... or better yet, get over my knees .... Mommy thinks you need a good spanking. Isn't that what naughty no-knicker girls get? Don't squirm, cuz Mommy's going to give you 10. After that, we'll start our date ... just the three of us.

<:kiss::devil::kiss::devil::kiss:>
 
I wonder what other girls think about when they're getting dressed up for a big night out.

I think about how I might look once I'm three (or four or five) drinks in, wobbly legged and holding my pathetic hands out for balance. If my skirt will ride up my thighs, fabric gathering under my ass, threatening to expose whatever panties I chose to wear (if I chose any at all).

And that thought just leads to the fantasy of two strangers spotting me in such a vulnerable state. Pretending to be chivalrous or just good citizens, whatever facade they have to put on to get their helping hands on my unstable body. Leading me to the centre of the dance floor where one keeps me in place, hands tightly gripping my hips behind me while the second seizes both of my wrists with just one of his hands. Lifting my arms over my head until I can feel fresh air hit my newly exposed ass that doesn't stay naked for very long. Suddenly hands are touching me everywhere, too-strong fingers that too-easily make it under the cheap strings of my thong until even that little bit of material is ruined by the assault my unprepared cunt is suddenly under. A shiver runs down my spine, either from the chill or from the rush of adrenaline I felt begin in my neck and flow through my entire body.

Truth be told, maybe it takes girls so long to get ready because more are like me than you'd all imagine. Maybe we're all just still playing dress up, playing make believe, using our own bodies as living dolls. I don't know about the rest of you girls, but my barbies were quite the sluts. Continuing on that trend, it makes sense for a silly girl like me to get over excited and need some relief.
 
I wonder what other girls think about when they're getting dressed up for a big night out.

I think about how I might look once I'm three (or four or five) drinks in, wobbly legged and holding my pathetic hands out for balance. If my skirt will ride up my thighs, fabric gathering under my ass, threatening to expose whatever panties I chose to wear (if I chose any at all).

And that thought just leads to the fantasy of two strangers spotting me in such a vulnerable state. Pretending to be chivalrous or just good citizens, whatever facade they have to put on to get their helping hands on my unstable body. Leading me to the centre of the dance floor where one keeps me in place, hands tightly gripping my hips behind me while the second seizes both of my wrists with just one of his hands. Lifting my arms over my head until I can feel fresh air hit my newly exposed ass that doesn't stay naked for very long. Suddenly hands are touching me everywhere, too-strong fingers that too-easily make it under the cheap strings of my thong until even that little bit of material is ruined by the assault my unprepared cunt is suddenly under. A shiver runs down my spine, either from the chill or from the rush of adrenaline I felt begin in my neck and flow through my entire body.

Truth be told, maybe it takes girls so long to get ready because more are like me than you'd all imagine. Maybe we're all just still playing dress up, playing make believe, using our own bodies as living dolls. I don't know about the rest of you girls, but my barbies were quite the sluts. Continuing on that trend, it makes sense for a silly girl like me to get over excited and need some relief.

Oh if I was one of those strangers my motives would certainly involve finding any excuse to get my hands all over your delicious body, you are indeed quite the living doll. enjoy getting your relief :rose:
 
I wonder what other girls think about when they're getting dressed up for a big night out.

I think about how I might look once I'm three (or four or five) drinks in, wobbly legged and holding my pathetic hands out for balance. If my skirt will ride up my thighs, fabric gathering under my ass, threatening to expose whatever panties I chose to wear (if I chose any at all).

And that thought just leads to the fantasy of two strangers spotting me in such a vulnerable state. Pretending to be chivalrous or just good citizens, whatever facade they have to put on to get their helping hands on my unstable body. Leading me to the centre of the dance floor where one keeps me in place, hands tightly gripping my hips behind me while the second seizes both of my wrists with just one of his hands. Lifting my arms over my head until I can feel fresh air hit my newly exposed ass that doesn't stay naked for very long. Suddenly hands are touching me everywhere, too-strong fingers that too-easily make it under the cheap strings of my thong until even that little bit of material is ruined by the assault my unprepared cunt is suddenly under. A shiver runs down my spine, either from the chill or from the rush of adrenaline I felt begin in my neck and flow through my entire body.

Truth be told, maybe it takes girls so long to get ready because more are like me than you'd all imagine. Maybe we're all just still playing dress up, playing make believe, using our own bodies as living dolls. I don't know about the rest of you girls, but my barbies were quite the sluts. Continuing on that trend, it makes sense for a silly girl like me to get over excited and need some relief.
So the slutty girl wore grey wet panties on date night? :nana:

Random though girls dress up as Barbie and Guys love undressing a Slutty Barbie......its a good system! :devil:
 
Date night 💋

I wonder what other girls think about when they're getting dressed up for a big night out.

I think about how I might look once I'm three (or four or five) drinks in, wobbly legged and holding my pathetic hands out for balance. If my skirt will ride up my thighs, fabric gathering under my ass, threatening to expose whatever panties I chose to wear (if I chose any at all).

And that thought just leads to the fantasy of two strangers spotting me in such a vulnerable state. Pretending to be chivalrous or just good citizens, whatever facade they have to put on to get their helping hands on my unstable body. Leading me to the centre of the dance floor where one keeps me in place, hands tightly gripping my hips behind me while the second seizes both of my wrists with just one of his hands. Lifting my arms over my head until I can feel fresh air hit my newly exposed ass that doesn't stay naked for very long. Suddenly hands are touching me everywhere, too-strong fingers that too-easily make it under the cheap strings of my thong until even that little bit of material is ruined by the assault my unprepared cunt is suddenly under. A shiver runs down my spine, either from the chill or from the rush of adrenaline I felt begin in my neck and flow through my entire body.

Truth be told, maybe it takes girls so long to get ready because more are like me than you'd all imagine. Maybe we're all just still playing dress up, playing make believe, using our own bodies as living dolls. I don't know about the rest of you girls, but my barbies were quite the sluts. Continuing on that trend, it makes sense for a silly girl like me to get over excited and need some relief.

amazing series and words to go along with them
 
Such sexy thoughts running through my head... thank you, darling.

:kiss:
 
I love those two sets of pics. I especially love your tongue... and what I want to do with it.
 
I wonder what other girls think about when they're getting dressed up for a big night out.

I think about how I might look once I'm three (or four or five) drinks in, wobbly legged and holding my pathetic hands out for balance. If my skirt will ride up my thighs, fabric gathering under my ass, threatening to expose whatever panties I chose to wear (if I chose any at all).

And that thought just leads to the fantasy of two strangers spotting me in such a vulnerable state. Pretending to be chivalrous or just good citizens, whatever facade they have to put on to get their helping hands on my unstable body. Leading me to the centre of the dance floor where one keeps me in place, hands tightly gripping my hips behind me while the second seizes both of my wrists with just one of his hands. Lifting my arms over my head until I can feel fresh air hit my newly exposed ass that doesn't stay naked for very long. Suddenly hands are touching me everywhere, too-strong fingers that too-easily make it under the cheap strings of my thong until even that little bit of material is ruined by the assault my unprepared cunt is suddenly under. A shiver runs down my spine, either from the chill or from the rush of adrenaline I felt begin in my neck and flow through my entire body.

Truth be told, maybe it takes girls so long to get ready because more are like me than you'd all imagine. Maybe we're all just still playing dress up, playing make believe, using our own bodies as living dolls. I don't know about the rest of you girls, but my barbies were quite the sluts. Continuing on that trend, it makes sense for a silly girl like me to get over excited and need some relief.
I would love to feel you on the dance floor.
 
Lilly, you are so incredibly sexy and hot! I would love to take you on a date! Dancing with you. Pulling you tight against my hard cock. While my hand is grasping your fantastic ass.
 
Clubbing has never really been my scene, surprising, I know. That's why the fantasy I posted about before is so fun to think about. But fun isn't always realistic and I'm a big fan of realistic.

So what's realistic?

Me, on my own, dancing around my kitchen, drinking way too much. Taking naughty pictures of me in clothing I'd never dare go out in. Heck I wouldn't go to the laundry room looking like this! But, gosh is it fun to play dress up.

It's also not so unbelievable that while I'm being a silly girl who's drinking too much, I might stumble and find myself lying down. Too dizzy to get up, I might just try to settle the spinning room by getting a hold of myself - literally. The only thing that would make this realistic fantasy better is a mysterious intruder catching me in the illicit act. :kiss:
 
Clubbing has never really been my scene, surprising, I know. That's why the fantasy I posted about before is so fun to think about. But fun isn't always realistic and I'm a big fan of realistic.

So what's realistic?

Me, on my own, dancing around my kitchen, drinking way too much. Taking naughty pictures of me in clothing I'd never dare go out in. Heck I wouldn't go to the laundry room looking like this! But, gosh is it fun to play dress up.

It's also not so unbelievable that while I'm being a silly girl who's drinking too much, I might stumble and find myself lying down. Too dizzy to get up, I might just try to settle the spinning room by getting a hold of myself - literally. The only thing that would make this realistic fantasy better is a mysterious intruder catching me in the illicit act. :kiss:

Wear and do whatever you like in your own home! We'll still enjoy it :)
 
Clubbing has never really been my scene, surprising, I know. That's why the fantasy I posted about before is so fun to think about. But fun isn't always realistic and I'm a big fan of realistic.

So what's realistic?

Me, on my own, dancing around my kitchen, drinking way too much. Taking naughty pictures of me in clothing I'd never dare go out in. Heck I wouldn't go to the laundry room looking like this! But, gosh is it fun to play dress up.

It's also not so unbelievable that while I'm being a silly girl who's drinking too much, I might stumble and find myself lying down. Too dizzy to get up, I might just try to settle the spinning room by getting a hold of myself - literally. The only thing that would make this realistic fantasy better is a mysterious intruder catching me in the illicit act. :kiss:
And like you Lilly, Id love to get a hold of you, your gorgeous body that you show so well...great ass gorgeous breasts...so sexy!
 
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