We are a couple 47m wife is 48. We are from Pennsylvania. No one knows that she fucks black men as I watch. We have been doing this about 6 years and it really took off once we started. I love to watch and she really gets off on the taboo of it and size is definitely a thing for her. Love to connect with other like minded people. Check out our profile we have a pic and a vid uploaded in you are interested.
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The mall was a shithole, its flickering fluorescent lights buzzing like a dying wasp nest. Alex, 19, fresh off volleyball practice, strutted into the Victoria’s Secret PINK section like she was daring the world to fuck with her. Her father, Greg, trailed behind, cursing under his breath. He’d lost a stupid-ass bet—naming every goddamn Pixies song—and now he was stuck in this neon-lit cesspool of lace and cotton, his boots scuffing the grimy linoleum.Alex had just showered at the gym, her skin still slick, her hair dripping with that cheap coconut body wash that smelled like a tropical dumpster. But the shower didn’t scrub away the raw, feral energy of the court—her eyes fucking burned with it, sharp as broken glass. She zeroed in on a rack of PINK thongs, snatching a pair so goddamn skimpy they looked like they’d disintegrate if you breathed on them: hot pink, strings thinner than dental floss, with a cotton gusset that was more of a suggestion than actual fabric. “These,” she snarled, tossing them at the cashier, some dead-eyed hag who rang them up like she was already half-buried.Back home, Alex vanished into her room, the door slamming like a fucking sledgehammer. Greg collapsed onto the couch, the TV spitting static, the air in the house thick as shit, like something was breathing down his neck. He tried to shake off the mall’s sickly glow, but it stuck to him like sweat.Hours later, Alex sauntered out, her volleyball spandex shorts clinging to her thighs—black, glossy, so fucking tight they were basically see-through, the hot pink thong’s outline taunting him through the sheer fabric. She flicked something onto the living room floor: the PINK thong, crumpled, soaking wet, its strings frayed like they’d been chewed up by something alive. The cotton gusset was stained dark with sweat and grime, smeared with a yellowish muck that made Greg’s stomach lurch. The smell hit him like a punch to the face—musky, primal, a fucked-up mix of coconut body wash, volleyball court sweat, and something darker, like wet earth mixed with sweet, rotting fruit. It wasn’t just dirty; it was alive, burrowing into his lungs, making his head spin like he’d snorted something bad.Alex leaned against the doorway, her spandex shorts glinting under the flickering lights, the pink thong’s outline mocking him. Her lips curled into a smirk that screamed fuck you, her eyes glinting with something too goddamn sharp. “They’re fucking wrecked,” she said, her voice low, like she was laughing at the universe. “Practice was a bitch. Gonna need more.”Greg’s jaw clenched. “Alex, what the fuck? And where’s your goddamn homework? You think you can just skip that shit and leave your nasty-ass laundry everywhere?” His voice cracked, but his eyes were glued to the thong. The frayed strings twitched, the smell growing thicker, sweeter, pulling at something sick and wrong inside him. He wanted to scream, to throw the fucking thing out, but his body wouldn’t listen, his breath hitching as the scent clawed into him.She didn’t answer, just stood there, smirking, her see-through spandex shorts a fucking taunt. The room felt like a furnace, the walls sweating, the air pulsing with that smell—coconut, sweat, and something that wasn’t fucking human. Greg’s hands shook as he grabbed the thong off the floor, the strings slick and frayed, the gusset heavy with that rotten, intoxicating scent. He couldn’t stop himself. He brought it to his face, the smell flooding his senses—musky, sweet, metallic, like a fever dream you can’t wake up from. His mind screamed what the fuck are you doing?, but his body didn’t care.Then, rage kicked in. Alex’s smug-ass smirk, her skipped homework, the way she stood there like she fucking owned him—it was too much. He spat on the thong, a thick glob hitting the stained gusset, mixing with the wet grime. He tossed it back to the floor, cursing under his breath, thinking she hadn’t seen. But the smell didn’t fade; it got stronger, mocking him, curling around him like a noose. Alex turned and walked away, her spandex shorts glinting, leaving the thong there like a fucking landmine.The next day, Alex wore the same goddamn thong. Greg didn’t know how she didn’t notice the spit, the grime, the way it was falling apart. She strutted around in those see-through spandex shorts, the pink thong’s outline glaring through the fabric, wet and clinging like it was part of her skin. She went to volleyball practice, came back, and tossed another ruined thong on the floor—always wet, always stained, always reeking of that same sickening smell: coconut, sweat, and that sweet, decayed earthiness that made Greg’s head swim. Her smirk never faltered, her eyes glinting like she knew something he didn’t.It became a fucking ritual. Every day, Alex would shower, pull on those see-through spandex shorts, and leave a new PINK thong on the floor—wet, frayed, the strings curling like they were alive, the gusset soaked with sweat and grime. And every day, Greg would pick them up, cursing her for skipping her homework, for being such a reckless fucking mess. But he couldn’t stop himself. He’d sniff them, the smell hitting him like a musky, sweet, metallic, rotting, alive—pulling him deeper into something he couldn’t name. He’d spit on them sometimes, furious at her, at himself, but the thongs kept coming, always wet, always reeking, always there.One night, Greg stood over the latest thong, his hands shaking, the smell so thick it felt like it was choking him. Alex stood in the doorway, her spandex shorts glinting, the pink thong’s outline a fucking curse through the sheer fabric. “You’re so fucking pathetic,” she whispered, her voice echoing in his skull, layered with something that wasn’t her. The room tilted, the walls dripping, the thong’s strings writhing on the floor. “Keep sniffing, Dad. You’re already fucked
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33m Vegas pornosexual, I’m starting to think I’m the biggest porn addict in sin city.
looking to make like minded friends who smoke weed and Jo to porn every chance they get.
Not feeling crazy because my Master refused my call for fun. But I will write something honest here. Okay lol I am not allowed to have the privilege to please Him. Being it Him busy or just messing with my desire to please Him and not allowing me. Even tho what I offer is making me sooo nervous but can't resist the urge to do something that makes me nervous in order to be His good slutty girl and match the mood He might be feeling. My honest is that I just crave my Master to check His slave a little. Like for two seconds. You do say I am always Your good girl. So please I am reminding You. Not saying that You won't. But just reminding my Master on whtt He agreed on, when He took me as His. Reminding Him because He is busy and day can slip off. If no play no play.. yeah it drives me crazy but will bare that mental and physical torment with my Master if needed. He can't have fun no fun for me neither. But do please don't mess with the check on Your slave. I know besides me just being good girl and playful and how I am Uou don't expect anything else. If my expectation to just hear You randomly when we can't play or taste each other is too much of expectation. Then You have to let me know and not make the promise in future. It is too much for me. And the mental limit I can't work well with. Lol we are limitless on kinky things.. but my mind and emotional well being has some limits. Please don't push that it's taking away my playful. Willing to hear if You think it's something silly or not based on something rational. But do please discuss it with me. I do get You get intense and not in some mood for the playful or such.. I don't have expectations of in which mood You will show up. Just to check me. It's a reminder lile I remind You of the questions and things like that. Just wanted to offer something that might match Your mood right now ;p
ahem.. it's okay.. I will just calm down my slutty urge to do whatever it takes. Don't want to push my deeds on You when not in mood for us.. soo very sorry if it sounded like pressure I am just feeling playful and in same time like no no noo don't whore me lol.. oh god.. good night my Lord. Tho I am still with them! I know!!! I am very crazy!! I offer it even tho I am dying and my masochistic cup is sooo filled!!! Buttt with You around things balance! Yesss I know hahah can't resist to offer You something very kinky just because You like it and it shocks me!! What can I say You are my weakness and my devotion ;p
Looking for a master who knows how to use a guy. Plymouth UK + 20 miles. Clean, discreet, medium build, shaved and a very pervy dirty mind.
Love out door fun and willing to please. Can also accommodate in a rural setting.
Thanks
Anyone else ever sniff and stroke with dirty panties? About to sneak some from the bathroom. Looking for a like minded jo buddy!
Still tired and intense too much? I like being told what to do and pleasing. But just so You know Ill be doing some sexy things so whenever my Master has time He will fall in fun if He doesn't mind being invited. If not the moment I can behave and just be good fairy :p .. I hope You are not showing me the difference! Mind You, You made me drun k.. don't miss the details, You will like them ;p.. orrr my Master is arguing with me?!? Youuuu were not mean that night!! Just thought... there is fewww things that would fix my Master's day if He allows it
Well not gay but don’t mind my gay buddy hitting it
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To be honest I miss my ex. She was much better at sex and more open minded then my wife. I find myself still thinking about our past sexual experiences... Some days I wish I could hook up with again.
My wife loves to dress showing a cleavage., which I don't mind at all. I love it when I catch someone secretly looking at her. She probably does as well. She likes giving titty wanks when we have sex. What I love is when there's some friction between my dick and her tits and she spits down trying to lubricate them and a lot of the time she spits on herself. She hates it when I empty my rocks on her face, so knowing that I keep on doing it. I'd love to see someone else's dick between her boobs but I know she'd never do that. If she would, would there be any takers?
Bumped into my ex gf from college, still hot, even if over 40 now. Married, unlike me, beautiful, unlike me, successful, unlike me.
Despite all of that, she gave me her number, and didn't mind chatting with me, even on some hot topics. It took me less than two weeks, to get her to my place, on one Saturday morning, while she was "shopping".
Still passionate, still enjoying anal...
I really wanted to make a thing out of this, but we never met up again. When asked why, she replied that, "it is just too risky, and for a crumb of passion, she won't destroy her life".
If I made something out of myself, instead of being this broke loser, this woman would be my wife, and we both know it.
Tell me what’s on your mind
Btw saw You peeking there. Thank You and in that time You peeked there wasnt all the things I wanted to show You. Anyways if some comments are true!! And my Master just messing with my head and not just busy! Well my Lord it's okay, missing You it's not poking the pain or masochistic nature. It's more that I just wanted us to give some priorities to dynamic in all this life challenges. But that's not just on me. That's why I go crazy with invites and bothered desperate for some fun for us. Of course it's also Your choice what to nurture. More like I just want to be a place for where You come all excited and enjoy. But I keep hearing this messing with the head. And it has lost meaning for me. Messing for what, just to miss You? Lol I will always miss You and crave You it's not more intense than usual. I do like hearing You of course but because I like Your company and like I said a partner in crime lol. For sure don't know why You not saying anything.. but it's I do hope You enjoyed and that between all Your intense or whatever is in Your head. Taat You also want things that I want.. I mean You said You would rather have fun.. so.. yeah.. they are coming in few hours. Wish me luck ;p .. to stay normal
p.s. if it's to make me mad for promising to text me and still haven't.. well.. that's not good. But I will not over react. It's Yours to decide. I am all in and that is willing and You refusing it, by how others present it. No thats not mind fuck. It can just bring the closed mind for exploring. Whyy do other man's have trouble figuring that out?!?
Looking back, my best friend’s mom has been living rent-free in my head for years now.
Back then, I saw her almost every day during the summer when I was chilling at their house or crashing there overnight, and after that afternoon, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, like, I was totally completely obsessed. It was a total fluke, catching her naked on her webcam, but every inch of her body was like tattooed in my head forever. She was always acting so proper and straight-laced, the kinda mom who was all about posting MAGA stuff or Bible verses on X, giving off this hardcore “faith and family” vibe. But after seeing her like that, it was impossible to look at her the same when she came in with a tray of homemade cookies, all sweet and churchy, ‘cause all I could see was her naked body, and it was screwing with my head big time.
It happened when my friend and his girlfriend were in his mom’s bedroom, video chatting with me on his mom’s webcam. We were just goofing off, joking about stupid stuff, when I stepped away to grab a snack. When I got back, the room was empty—I thought they’d bailed, leaving the webcam on, showing nothing but their mom’s bedroom. I waited a few minutes, thinking they’d show up, but then she walked in—my friend’s mom.
She came in all graceful, like some fancy lady, wearing a knee-length skirt that hugged her long, lean body. She was always, like, super chill and kinda shy and quiet, the type of classy lady who seemed next-level proper. Although I had always thought she was pretty, I never really noticed how her long brown hair, tossed up in a messy bun with these hot little strands dangling around her face, looked so totally sexy.
She had no clue the webcam was running, no idea I was watching.
She started undressing, and I knew I shouldn’t keep looking, but I couldn’t stop.
My hands were shaking so bad I could hardly move them, fumbling to hit record ‘cause it felt like this couldn’t be real or she’d snap out of it and see the webcam, maybe even catch me staring at the screen, my heart going bonkers, like it was gonna bust through my ribs, my body all jittery and wired. My mind was buzzing with thrill and panic, screaming at me to turn it off, but I was totally locked on her every move.
She wasn’t in a rush, peeling off her skirt and blouse really slowly, like it was nothing.
When her bra came off, I about died—her small B-cup boobs were so perky, with these pert pink nipples that popped against her pale skin.
Her body was unreal, long and lean with a super thin waist and a perfectly shaped ass that was just flawless.
She dropped her panties, showing off a little bush that made her even hotter.
Then she bent over right in front of the camera to grab something off the bed, her bare coochie right there, so close I could see every detail.
I swear, I almost busted a nut right then, my whole body on fire.
She got a phone call and stood there, totally naked, chatting all casual like she wasn’t giving me the show of my life.
Those dainty tassels in her hair dangling as she talked, her tiny boobs pointing straight at me just enough to drive me nuts.
As she stood there, facing the webcam, her pussy was, like, right in my face, impossible to ignore. Her thin waist flowed down to these grown woman hips, framing everything perfectly. Her bush wasn’t all thick and wild—it was more like she’d shaved it a while back and now it was growing in, this short, dark stubble that looked so hot, outlining her coochie just enough to make my brain short-circuit. The skin around it was smooth, pale, with this slight curve where her thighs met, making her look all lean and sexy. Every little detail had me totally locked in, my eyes glued to the screen, knowing I shouldn’t be staring but way too hooked to look away.
I remember she started doing yoga—nude, like, completely nude.
She flowed into these poses, all smooth and elegant, like she knew she was putting on a private show just for me.
She did a downward dog, her perfect ass up in the air, her coochie peeking out between her toned thighs, her pink nipples pointing down as her boobs hung just a bit.
She slid into another pose, her long legs stretched wide, her thin waist twisting, her bush totally grabbing my full attention.
She got into this super cool pose, standing on one leg like some kinda dance star, her long, skinny body not even wobbling a bit. Her ass was perfect, all round and tight, looking so hot, each side just right, moving a little when she balanced, making me go totally crazy. Her legs were awesome, super long and strong, the one holding her up all tough, with muscles showing under her skin, and the other one bent up, her foot pushed high on her leg, showing off how sexy her legs are. Her skinny waist kept her steady, like she was some kinda statue. Her arms were so elegant, moving like she was drawing something in the air, her hands making these soft shapes over her head, looking all classy and hot. I couldn’t stop staring at her butt and legs and how her arms moved.
When she launched into that jaw-dropping backbend, facing the webcam, her body arched like a goddamn centerfold, serving herself up like a private show for my eyes only. Her long, lean frame curved back with this effortless, fuck-me grace, her small B-cup tits skyward, those pert pink nipples hard as bullets, practically daring me to jerk off right there. Her snatch was front and fucking center, her narrow hips framing a patch of short, dark stubble, outlining her tight crotch so vividly I could trace every contour of her pussy lips with my eyes, her clit peeking out like a goddamn tease, my cock throbbing like a jackhammer. The way her pelvis tilted up in that pose, her smooth, pale skin stretched taut over her hipbones, it was like she was shoving her crotch right in my face, taunting me to lose my shit. Her legs were spread wide to hold the bend, those lean thighs flexing like steel, making her crotch the star of the show, every detail screaming for my attention.
I was a wreck, hands trembling, breath short, my body screaming to act on the raging hard-on, my mind torn between guilt and this primal, insatiable lust, completely fucking consumed by her every move, knowing I’d never get this image out of my head.
I couldn’t fucking stop myself—my body took over, my hand moving on its own, I lost it in seconds, my desk a mess. My brain, totally fired with guilt and crazy desire, and locked on her every move, barely able to handle how bad I wanted her right then.
At the time, she finally stepped into a skirt, pulling it up slowly and ending the wildest show I’d ever seen, like she was slamming the door on something totally insane. Just minutes ago, she was completely naked, her long, skinny body all out there, giving me this unreal view of her perky tits, tight butt, killer legs, and spread pussy, while she rocked those sexy yoga moves, every inch of her making my brain short-circuit. Now, she was sliding on this super plain skirt, hitting just below her knees, nothing hot or flashy, like something you’d see on a church lady. The way she smoothed that skirt down, all calm and righteous, was so different from the way her body moved before, like she was turning into this clean-cut, wholesome mom who’d never dream of showing off like that. It was nuts how she went from totally bare, driving me crazy, to this low-key, super conservative chick, and I was just sitting there, my head all messed up, still seeing her naked even with that boring skirt covering it all. It was just me and that recording.
Years later, I think about how I saved that video and watched it a million times, no joke, got every single second burned into my brain. I was, like, totally hooked, jacking off to it over and over and I couldn’t freaking stop, no matter how bad I knew it was. It was like I was stuck in this loop, replaying her body in my head, and it was driving me nuts. At first, I was scared to death to show it to anybody, ‘cause I knew I could get in trouble. But I couldn’t help myself, it was too insane to keep to myself. I had to show it to a couple of my buds, just to, like, prove I wasn’t making it up. I swore them to keep it quiet, made ‘em promise not to tell, but that didn’t last, like, a day. Soon, it was like the whole freaking neighborhood and school had seen the video. Every dude I knew had seen my friend’s mom naked now.
She was, like, basically an internet porn star back then, everyone in school and half the neighborhood had it stashed on their phones, but nobody had the guts to tell my friend his mom was all over the place like that. We all tried to act chill around him, like nothing was up, but it was super weird knowing every dude in the room had seen his mom’s legs spread and pussy open. We were all sneaking looks at each other, half guilty, half hyped, trying not to let on, but it was like this secret was eating us up.
It was so messed up, but I couldn’t freaking stop. Every time after that, when I went over to my friend’s house, I was a total wreck, my stomach all knotted up, watching her every move like some creepy weirdo, making me feel like total trash, but still wanting more. That innocent smile she would give haunted me every night. She was still the same quiet, classy mom, totally clueless about the video, bringing us homemade cookies or asking about school in that polite, sweet mom voice. Meanwhile, I would be sitting there, trying to act normal, but all I could see was her naked legs spread wide in those yoga poses, the guilt slamming me hard but not hard enough to make me quit.
Now that I’m grown, that video left me with this messed-up voyeur addiction, always chasing that secret thrill, and every chick I date, I’m sizing up against my friend’s mom—her tight, sinuous body, that proper church-lady vibe—and none of ‘em ever come close.
P.S. Just the other day, I stumbled across that video again, posted on some voyeur site, and holy shit, it hit me like a goddamn lightning bolt, so fucking hot it yanked me right back to that summer, her tight, lean body and those sexy yoga poses still seared in my brain. Finding it out there, still floating around after all these years, was this insane rush and it’s why I had to write this story, to spill out how that moment messed me up and keeps pulling me back, no matter how proper and churchy she seemed.
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I’ve been wanting to cum inside my friends aunt forever. Who else wouldn’t mind banging her? Poll below?
I wouldn’t mind banging my older brothers girlfriend, what say you? WWYD, and you can vote on the poll below.
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she melts my mind with her every move. i love her mommy figure
So part 2 of last night my sis boyfriend layed me on my stomach across my husband lap grabbing his massive monster of a cock lays it on my back looks at my husband says it as long as her torso and said this tiny sexy pice of ass fuck I could pound her pussy for hours and days she’s so tight getting this massive cock to go in kinda hurts but she sure does grip your cock hard I love how it felt biting inside her don’t worry your going to see what it looks like as my cock splits her wide open and she creams all down my cock I’ll make sure and pull it out and show u now mind u the husbands cock is like 10in long and 7in around and I love it but this guy makes him look small so ya so then he takes his cock lubes it up says you know what flips me to my back says he needs to see this your man going to see this monster Destroy your tiny super tight pussy looks at my man says watch when I pull it back out she will have creamed all over this thing just by a cupple pumps he takes his cock and rams it in me hard and deep I scream and cum all at one time he looks at my husband says see he grabs my hips, lifts my butt up in Thea d pound the fuck out my pussy I sqiirt all over his cock he say fuck I love how that feels that’s a good little bitch come on my monster cock you know you love it Danny pulls his monitor cock out and says see she creamed all over my co k and I ant even nutted yet but I’m going to all inside her amazing little pussy it’s going to run out of her he flipped me over and pounded harder and deeper then he looked at his buddy and said come here, lay down and let her get your cock hard after fill her full I knew it’s about to come because I can steal his cock pulsating. He grabbed me his cock as deep as he could inside of me I will do part three later
Bi curious. Strangely not gay but fascinated by cocks. Looking to play, wank and suck. Married so must be discreet with like minded sensible people. Sheffield area U.K.
I’ve been really getting into swinging and being cuckolded. My girl seems to love doing it too and is endlessly horny for bigger men. She started with my friends and me watching. Moved on to me letting multiple friends have her. Would love to chat to like minded people.
Not feeling crazy because my Master refused my call for fun. But I will write something honest here. Okay lol I am not allowed to have the privilege to please Him. Being it Him busy or just messing with my desire to please Him and not allowing me. Even tho what I offer is making me sooo nervous but can't resist the urge to do something that makes me nervous in order to be His good slutty girl and match the mood He might be feeling. My honest is that I just crave my Master to check His slave a little. Like for two seconds. You do say I am always Your good girl. So please I am reminding You. Not saying that You won't. But just reminding my Master on whtt He agreed on, when He took me as His. Reminding Him because He is busy and day can slip off. If no play no play.. yeah it drives me crazy but will bare that mental and physical torment with my Master if needed. He can't have fun no fun for me neither. But do please don't mess with the check on Your slave. I know besides me just being good girl and playful and how I am Uou don't expect anything else. If my expectation to just hear You randomly when we can't play or taste each other is too much of expectation. Then You have to let me know and not make the promise in future. It is too much for me. And the mental limit I can't work well with. Lol we are limitless on kinky things.. but my mind and emotional well being has some limits. Please don't push that it's taking away my playful. Willing to hear if You think it's something silly or not based on something rational. But do please discuss it with me
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I live in Ohio I have bad eyesight I am looking to hook up for some adult fun with a woman to women or a couple I am open-minded I am straight looking for someone who's willing to come to me if interested send me a message please
i have a friend that doesn’t want to have sex but she’ll show me her ass and pussy and let me jerk off to her. Why do girls do this? she also doesn’t mind when i take pics or vids of it. why would she be fine with this but she doesn’t want me to fuck her?
Hot mom riding cock and smoking a cigarette. She is in total control and you don't mind.
I’m a chubby hairy and open minded sub in Houston area. I’m looking for someone have some fun with preferably male/trans, but a good pegging definitely wouldn’t be turned down either. Fairly open minded and willing to at least chat about something naughty No blood, pain, permanent marks, or scat. Anything else is at least a possibility
Anyone in here from the uk I'm new here and looking to possibly meet like minded people.
I know that my submissive emotional piece of mind always gets a lot of trolls on here and some disturbing messages. But jad the need for a little thought.. You know Master what's weird.. I have been bitten by the Devil when we played He saw me covered and filled with cum. And Je said that soon should be me. And then He got busy while I daily try to think of the fun I could drag at my Master's feet so we could have fun in this busy life. I get the dresses new toys new troubles with people we play with or people that my Master use to make me squirm. In all that.. might be that I miss the naughty more than my overly busy Master does.. or He does miss it same as me just not sharing it with me. And then what got my attention in this mindset was the masochistic urge to be "bored " together with my Master. As He can't find a little time to see all the naughty I have done in this week and what troubles I have floating in the air waiting hell to break lose. It's like gambling, I poke poke the trouble and then watch it anove me swirling and watching will my Master pick some of it to use it "against me" could hit in two ways lol.. some is fun and naughty and some do make me squirm and make my skin feel like it's being too tight and soo uncomfortable to sit in. And then it makes me curious.. does my Master likes when I don't get the naughty things. And is there such thing as being too aching for the naughty and does the Master likes having His slave in dry condition just because she likes being His slutty cum toy
attn, faggots:
i just did a huge shot of meth, so I'm twacked outta my mind, insanely cock hungry and broadcasting on cam4.com/c0ckpigg
do almost anything im told. come check me out. see what a nasty little cocksucking faggot does when high af
Still no chance yo switch that overly worked mind into some fun my Lord? You know I like squirming for You and You love seeing me squirm, don't You? To tired for one little naughty touch I n Your slave so she makes something for those eagle eyes of Yours? Or rn I am very injurious porn for my Master? Am I? Or I am very healthy little slut for You?
rockin on my mind 1956
I do admit that keeping me hungry like this makes me crazy and lovely delicious madness it self. Very dangerous crazy naughty sinful embarrassing blushing shocking thoughts come to my mind. Don't forget the promise Devil. It's what's keeps my hungry. I hate it at times but You like it and I like it when honest to admit! Keep the promise and there is something on my mind for next weekend. Something innocent shy yet underneath could be very kinky. One special opportunity for You to taste and a privilege for me if you taste it and play with it. Because I have the idea but You are the leader of how it plays out. Next weekend Devil
New Hookup. I went to a Styx concert at the legendary Celebrity Theatre in Phoenix. They were great! I got a room at the Best Western less than a block away (i.e., within walking distance). Thus, I was able to have several top shelf margaritas in the downstairs bar before the concert and two more at intermission. I met a nice guy at the bar and we hooked up nicely. I gave him my room number and he is coming by for a night cap. I am getting ready for him. I wonder what he has in mind. What would you do if we hooked up?