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I’m listening as you try to make yourself come while talking to me…. I thought I’d live blog it for you. Your voice is cute. I like hearing you taste your wet finger that you sent me a picture of.…

There are two of them – Blondie and Emily. They’re very different in almost every way. The exceptions are these: 1) They both live too far away from me. (I met both of them through Tinder on the same trip…

This blog is three years old this month. Yesterday, I posted the top ten posts of the year. Herewith, the top ten blog posts of all time. The list changes, and what joins and leaves the list is always interesting…

For your reading pleasure – if you’ve missed any of these posts, for God’s sake, catch up! These are the top ten posts of the year – posts published in 2014: 10. Dear Belle Knox – I really like Belle…

It’s always a bit hard for me to keep in the posting habit during holidays. My daily routine is upended, family is everywhere, and there’s a dearth both of writing time and playing time. Rest assured, there’s been some fun…

She’s small, but big. Young, short, incredibly busty. She’s used to sending pictures of her breasts to men. She says she doesn’t like her breasts, but if I ask her to show me her body, her breasts crowd out whatever…

Doing what you’re told is different than asking what to do.

Her hair is elaborate. It’s straight, dyed. The roots are ostentatiously brown, the ends, equally ostentatiously platinum. The bangs are precise, a sharp line across her forehead. Her skin, pale, is somehow set off by the contrast between the platinum…

She’s exotic, just a little dark. She’s tiny – under five feet. Her hair is brown, long. Someone once told her that she looks prettier if she cocks her head a little to the right, lets her wavy hair hang…