There is nothing like.......

...letting your mouth overide your brain in the heat of anger, and finding yourself up to your ass in alligators because of it :eek:
 
there's nothing like having my son walk in the door after a weekend at his dads and him running up to me, throwing his arms around me and with a huge smile say "I missed you mommy, you're the bestest"! :D :heart:
 
babydoll2u said:
there's nothing like having my son walk in the door after a weekend at his dads and him running up to me, throwing his arms around me and with a huge smile say "I missed you mommy, you're the bestest"! :D :heart:
break your heart with love. and you know what -- when he outgrows "bestest", he'll find another word that describes you just as well... :kiss:
 
it_matters said:
break your heart with love. and you know what -- when he outgrows "bestest", he'll find another word that describes you just as well... :kiss:

I do believe you're right darlin'... thank you... :kiss:
 
...a dame.

Sorry.


A piece of music that evokes a memory so strong the emotions of here and now are changed.
 
Playing with Santa.................

The Night After Christmas
'Twas the night after Christmas, his duties were done.
Now Santa was looking to have him some fun.
His stockings were flung on the floor and the chair,
And over the mantle his used underwear.
Mrs. Claus was as nervous as a blushing school girl.
Watching as Santa's desire did unfurl.
"Oh take me, you big boy!" she started to shout.
And Santa responded by whipping it out.
Santa arose with a big booming clatter.
He was horny as hell, his dick growing fatter.
"Fuck Donner and Blitzen, the elves and the toys.
Show me what comes to very bad boys."
From the front and the back, he gave her a fuck,
And squeezed her big boobies to bring him good luck.
His face was all red. His heart threatened to stall,
As his pearly white semen splattered the wall.
"Oh Santa," she cried, with moans of delight.
"Boys need to be naughty, to have a good night."
 
That really long, really hot shower.....complete with good smelling foo foo stuff from Victoria's Secret. All warm, moisturized, hair dried and in my flannel pjs with the heater cranked up!!!
 
...the smell of a freshly cut Christmas tree. I may just buy a small one after all.
 
Denae said:
...the smell of a freshly cut Christmas tree. I may just buy a small one after all.

This is true! I have had the pleasure of that aroma for the past 2 days for many hours.


*my students have a tree lot* :D
 
...Taking care of a woman you love.

Giving her a warm bubble bath...
Shaving her legs,
trimming her hair,
painting her toenails,
giving her a full body massage with the lotion she likes,
making love...
 
Denae said:
...the smell of a freshly cut Christmas tree. I may just buy a small one after all.

Amen! I can't do an artificial tree, I don't care how many pine needles I have to step on for months afterward. We tagged ours at the tree farm a few weeks ago in warmer weather . . .now for something else there is nothing like, and that is, to go cut it down in the freezing cold, hands about to turn blue, midwest winter wind howling down your neck . . .but then the reward -- bring the tree home and that Christmas tree smell filling the house and hot chocolate, and not from a mix either, no way! Real stuff made with milk, cocoa powder and sugah! Oh and REAL whipped cream, whipped fresh. Nothing like that either.

:) Yay Christmas! Yay Winter!
 
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...nothing like eating or drinking something you've been craving,and savoring it until it's gone.
 
Minnesota_Guy said:
...Taking care of a woman you love.

Giving her a warm bubble bath...
Shaving her legs,
trimming her hair,
painting her toenails,
giving her a full body massage with the lotion she likes,
making love...

^^reading a great post like that one^^ :cathappy:
 
i agree hls.. very nice!
there's also nothing like a good tongue lashing in the right place =P~
 
there is nothing like....forgetting the pain of my morning jog by watching a squirrel run circles around a tree so fast that it launches itself into the bushes....


this morning run was great...cold but great


oh yeah...and there is nothing like the long hot shower after
 
There is nothing like ...sitting on a mountain top before sunrise and watching the lights of the homes in the valley turn on.

The memory of the first time your lover slides herself over you.
 
There is nothing like Boston getting burried in snow that missed New York. ;)
 
The rosey glow after a hot shower.

Finishing a project and having it turn out better than you had thought.

Knowing that vacation is just a few short days away...
 
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