Sofia

She’s gone, and I’m sad. I lost her a month or so ago, and I’ve been holding off on writing this in part, I suppose, because I was hoping I’d get her back. But it seems I won’t. At least…

“You really are difficult,” Sofia wrote to me. She’s right, of course. We were talking about how I respond to the sensation of being desired.

To compensate for my lateness, I make up (she makes up) in quantity: Yum. Right?

A week or so ago, I found myself oddly feeling asexual. Like, my cock barely felt there. After a day or so, I began to notice that it felt like… sort of like it feels when I’m sick, when I…

It’s so kind of her to give me her body for my (your) use. This week, we begin to get a sense of her entire body. Next week? I’m not sure what I’ll ask her for. I’m open to suggestion.

Last week, I showed you Sofia’s ass. This week, you see her front. Gorgeous, right? You can see why I really fucking wish I could use her mouth. (And the rest of her.)

Sofia is beautiful. I hope you enjoy this view of her ass, and back, as much as I do. Next week, I’ll show you her front.

I’ve showed you before (twice recently) how beautiful Sofia is. But I thought I’d remind you. I’ve asked her to prepare an ongoing series of examples of just how fucking sexy she is. I’m feeling very lucky. Soon, you will…

This is the last part, part 4 (I think) of the evening I’ve been hinting at that I recently spent with Rose and Penelope. The other parts will follow shortly. In some order. My cab carried me homeward. I was in a…

Sofia sends me hot pictures. Seriously hot pictures.