As always we talked about anything and everything. This has been standard for some time now. There is little I hold back from him, and much I attempt to challenge him on. I make no secret of my attraction and he tells me things about his wild past that make me squirm – often but not always with frustration. I cannot tell if we are engaging in extended foreplay or exquisite denial (or both).
I watch my face
naked and ripe with desire
luring the eye
of your digital cock.
His t-shirt was a virulent shade of green and I was trying to decipher what the yellow logo was when he noticed me watching. Our eyes locked then he pointedly licked his lips.
I’m in the naughty corner on Twitter and needed to find a way of diverting myself that didn’t involve housework. This is a (rather dry) rendering of DH Lawrences poem, Figs, which is both sensual and dour. (I would still probably be seduced/induced to orgasm by a reading such as this, especially if I was naked and splayed out on a bed)
Indies been climbing the cherry tree, but the fruit keeps landing in her cleavage on #SinfulSunday!
#MasturbationMonday Ryan and Indie share some xmas cake and some other tasty treats…
This week Indigo turns Red thanks to the prompt on #SinfulSunday
Love this retro filter… (the shower was pretty nice too!)
in my tutu and stockings, and channeling the artworks of Toulouse Lautrec… Early in the new year I plan to start a regular meme Art Twist which uses artworks (selected and otherwise) as the starting point for some creative adventures such as this one. So you might want to look in your archives, or think about how you can stage your favorite works with this in mind… This will be an opportunity to include more than one person in your images as well…
And… watch this space…
It had been quite a few years since I’d last had a sexual encounter and in that time my clock had ticked over from late 50’s to 60 something. I qualified now for a “Seniors Card”, with a range of accompanying benefits. However none of the benefits included the entitlement (or the opportunity) to let my sexual appetite roam freely out of the cage it had been in …