chocolatecoffeeandbooks: I go to a women’s college. We have a walkway where bricks can be purchased by alumnae. Most just say names or class years/mascots. But this one. This one is special. It speaks to me.
rubyfruitgirl: boy: do you have any fantasies Me: I get my PhD so I can make reservations at fancy restaurants under “Dr. & Mrs.” then when they expect a man to show up, my gay ass will stroll in instead: hot intellectual wife on my arm. She’s
playfulpromises: My mother told me once that getting old was a blessing and a curse - on the one hand, she doesn’t have to worry about men trying to coax her into cars, on the other she is now invisible. Older women, no longer considered useful by
Finally not super busy and it’s setting in that I’m on day 4 of orgasm restriction. Unrelated, does anyone have a spare pillow or couch or like, tree that they’re not grinding on that I could borrow? Thnx in advance.
writingdirty: When he spanks her she pushes her face into his lap to hide her blushing cheeks. She covers her mouth to muffle her whimpers and moans. But when he parts her legs there is nothing she can do to hide her wetness. As much as she tries, her