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On Thanksgiving, I have much to be thankful for. But this post isn’t so much about those things.

A woman on the subway, mostly hidden, entirely captivating.

The muse is fickle, and so am I.

A beautiful woman’s face, obscured.

A monthly compendium of smut from around the web.

I imagine myself at the center of everyone’s decision-making. This makes me vitally important. And profoundly vulnerable.

I want to go down on Ivy. Seriously.

A glimpse into my tastes for personal porn production among my distant buddies.

You know what I fucking love? People who like my blog. You ALL should write to me.

You like my blog, a lot. Please – say hi. I won’t bite. (I mean, at least not initially.)