Dominance and maturity
I’m a lot like a four-year-old. Sure, I say I’m “dominant.” And yes, it looks that way. But that’s mainly[…]
Read moreI’m a lot like a four-year-old. Sure, I say I’m “dominant.” And yes, it looks that way. But that’s mainly[…]
Read moreWhen you are, well and properly, restrained, no movement will be possible. In my fantasy, not only will your wrists[…]
Read moreVersion 1 I didn’t give the Rockette what I’d led her to expect. We’d never met, or spoken. She was[…]
Read moreDid you know I have a pussy? It’s far, far away. But it’s mine. I’ve been experimenting with just how[…]
Read moreHere’s an exchange from OK Cupid, without commentary from me. What do you think? N says: I’ve perused your[…]
Read moreShow it to me. Show it all to me, please.
Read moreThose black leggings? The ones you showed me yourself in the other day. I love them. I love how they[…]
Read moreThis is so fucking hot. I’m violating two rules here: first, I’m posting GIFs on my blog. Long ago, I[…]
Read moreThe lead-up was bumpy. It was hot. Then it wasn’t. Then it was again. Our relationship had become three-dimensional. No[…]
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