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Ohh the black tee again.I do like that tshirt.
mmm me too!
Ohh the black tee again.I do like that tshirt.
Hey its one of those looks even better on the bedroom floor shirts tooIm not suprised you like it...you liked its partner the purple tee too...
It is a nice shirt thoughHey its one of those looks even better on the bedroom floor shirts too
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Just some random photos until later tonight...
wrote up a little piece for a few photos or I might start a dream piece I have sitting around my computer...We shall see![]()
You know normally I don't like chocolate at all, but in this case I would not mind licking it up. What I find interesting is you seem to like using substances on your form. Paint chocolate hmmm.
I just like the way it feels on my skin...the cold wet feeling on my skin.
Its a very interesting and new fetish for meI just like the way it feels on my skin...the cold wet feeling on my skin.
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Just some random photos until later tonight...
wrote up a little piece for a few photos or I might start a dream piece I have sitting around my computer...We shall see![]()
The next couple of posts are gunna be about a dream I had one night.
They were in a dimly lit room, lit only with a few candles. The only furniture in the room was a table, not just any table, was the height of a coffee table with a ring fastened in the center a few inchs from the end. She was kneeling on the edge of the wooden table opposite of the ring. Her knees pressing against the cold wooden table. He was standing behind her just watching her. He listened to her heartbeat race, her breathe quickening...anticipation building for what was to come. He knew she was nervous but that only added to the atmosphere, to his arousal. He also knew she was excited, knew she was ready for anything and everything he dreamed up for her. She needed and wanted him as much as he did her. He leaned forward taking in the scent of her body, her arousal. Bringing his lips to the back of her neck, barely touching her skin. He could hear swallow, hear her heart skip a beat. Could imagine her biting down on her lip, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she tried to surpress the shudder. He lifted his hand to run his fingers through her golden strawberry kissed hair, it fell perfectly around her shoulds framing her face...her beautiful bright eyes..soft lips. Her hair gave way to strong shoulders her arms fell to her sides framing her curvy beautiful shape. A beautiful woman who needed to put herself in the hands of someone that knew her..knew what she needed deep inside. She needed to give herself, to submit to another.
The next couple of posts are gunna be about a dream I had one night.
They were in a dimly lit room, lit only with a few candles. The only furniture in the room was a table, not just any table, was the height of a coffee table with a ring fastened in the center a few inchs from the end. She was kneeling on the edge of the wooden table opposite of the ring. Her knees pressing against the cold wooden table. He was standing behind her just watching her. He listened to her heartbeat race, her breathe quickening...anticipation building for what was to come. He knew she was nervous but that only added to the atmosphere, to his arousal. He also knew she was excited, knew she was ready for anything and everything he dreamed up for her. She needed and wanted him as much as he did her. He leaned forward taking in the scent of her body, her arousal. Bringing his lips to the back of her neck, barely touching her skin. He could hear swallow, hear her heart skip a beat. Could imagine her biting down on her lip, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she tried to surpress the shudder. He lifted his hand to run his fingers through her golden strawberry kissed hair, it fell perfectly around her shoulds framing her face...her beautiful bright eyes..soft lips. Her hair gave way to strong shoulders her arms fell to her sides framing her curvy beautiful shape. A beautiful woman who needed to put herself in the hands of someone that knew her..knew what she needed deep inside. She needed to give herself, to submit to another.
He reached into his pocket, pulling out a black leather collar. Simple black worn leather with a large O ring, the clanging of the metal ring was the only sound you could hear in the room. Holding each end in his hands he place it around her neck and pulled it tight, pulling her against his hard body. She swallowed hard as she felt his unyielding body against hers. He was stong, physically and mentally, a single word would have her at his beck and call, she would cater to his every need. Her desire and need to please him was deeper than any other. He buckled the collar around her neck tightly, pulling a lock from his pocket he placed it in the back of her collar.