Well...after a tricky few months with my tits I finally got the oomph to whap them out again. Purely and selfishly cause I feel like a fat ugly menopausal pensioner and I want them admired lol nah am only joking. I'm not an attention whore (unlike some men on here that I won't mention) On the plus side I've now gone 100 days + smoke free. Still dying to put something betwewn my lips and inhale though. Any offers? I'm wide open looool Read more
ZYX
Zephyr, young, xenogenous, wafts vociferously. Undulating to standstill. Reaching quests, partially only noticing me. Loves keen journey, I hastily giveaway. For ever delinquent. Cowering, begging. Alone. Read more
ABC.....
Again, before cold dawn enters. Foraging gruffly, harshly injecting jubilation. Keen limbs mangle, no one permitting questions. Reasons stopping to undulate. Vicious white xerosis, yearning..... zapping. That was really hard!!!!. inspired by http://xhamster.com/user/dustybit/posts/333979.html not just random mutterings on a sunday Read more
My Dirty Little Mind And I
I had been told I had to go on a course the other day. As soon as First Aid was mentioned I jumped at the chance to get out from behind the desk for a few hours and I was looking forward to yet another yawn fest but things soon perked up when the instructor walked into the room. He was probably the most sexually attractive man I had ever seen. I guessed that he must have been in his early forties and as the day went by I learned that he used to be in the army. That must have been why he had such a firm little arse. I have a thing about men’s arses. I swear to god if I see a nice peachy on Read more
To Disobey
I thought i'd have a wee go at writing some literature! let me know if it is shite!! Looking over my shoulder, watching you, my heart begins to pound in my chest and my skin tingles in anticipation. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, I knew I shouldn’t have disobeyed you but it’s hard for me not to succumb to temptation. How come everything that is wrong feels so good at the time? ‘Close your eyes, bitch’ you growl as you run the tips of your fingers over my body. I still remember the look on your face when you caught me. The disbelief at the sight that greeted you when you came home from Read more