A note on Elementor, and on Effie
A delicious night of cock-sucking and blog remodeling.
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 A delicious night of cock-sucking and blog remodeling.
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 I misbehaved. Unintentionally. And had a collision with Tamora’s sensitivities.
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 It’s been years since I felt Tamora’s mouth on my cock, since she felt my tongue on her sensitive, sensitive clit. It seems (or, for a moment, seemed) our long wait nears (neared) its end….
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 A new plaything helps me think about redesigning this blog. Among other things.
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 I would make an excellent member of the secret police.
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 Part one of a date on which Charlotte might reasonably have expected herself to be tied to a chair and interrogated.
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 Every photo I’ve ever posted of Charlotte. In one place.
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 The lead-up to a date. Revisions….
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 My mind is off to the races.
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 Charlotte makes a list for me. And she comes. A bunch.
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