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Dear Santa,

Dear Santa,

I know that things are isolated up there in the north pole, but surely you’re not still stuck in an era that equates empowered female sexuality with something vulgar or naughty, are you? Now, I will be the first to admit that this year has been the most promiscuous of my life, but that doesn’t mean that I have been naughty.

Marriage, Sex, and Illicit Encounters

He moaned in anticipation as I rubbed just the tips of my fingers up and down his shaft a couple of times. Then, I slowly lowered my face down to taste him, mouth open, taking him in, delighting in the sounds of pleasure I was giving to his body.


So, reader/viewer, what do you assume about me based on these photos. What label would you slap across my own ass, so shamelessly prostrated across your own screen, this “altar of fornication” as I’m sure some might call my site.