Modesty
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.
The Wild Taste of You
There was a moment when she had struck a certain pose that I knew I couldn’t wait another minute to take her. Her full mane had trailed down, obscuring her back. Her body, filthy and covered in sand, looked as wild and free as the rocks and leaves behind her.
Bewitched by Desire for You
Deep inside,
The trail of my thoughts
Winds in circles around you,
Ruining me
The Freedom to Be
Do you really know the true nature of a woman? If you ever saw her, free and in her true form, you would stand in reverence.
Little Red Dress
What does this little red dress say to you? A touch of sophisticated mixed with a touch of if you took me to bed, I’d blow your fucking mind.
Her Paramour
“Mitch is having a shitty day working from home, but it turns around real quick when his married and aloof occasional lover seeks him out for pleasure.” ~ This story also includes some sexy pictures intermingled with the text. I hope you enjoy. 😉
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