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love-jesus-but-i-drink-a-little: For anon ‘cause they were really sweet about it. Nothing too special here. Also. Do i post anon requests? I dunno.
esquire4: I’d known her since she was small. So she saw nothing wrong with coming over to help me with something one day. Too bad what she was helping me with was my horniness. It has been days now, and she still cries so sweet
sweet-vanilla-cookies: Fanart Friday time. Nothing too special today. Just a reasonably quick sketcharoo of Josie from the Tekkens.
There is nothing like the passion of a wife and her lover when engaged in sex that is usually forbidden in society. The added thrill from knowing that the husband is also excited by the act makes it too sweet for words. http://www.amazon.com/Cuckolding-Qu
photographicpornography: asleepylioness: Dear sweet asleepylioness, Nothing too special this week, but this was a chance photograph and I thought you might enjoy my bum and my kitten wondering what the heck I am doing. I can only imagine if he drank
askearthairandmagic: nibbletteponyshark: askearthairandmagic: nibbletteponyshark: askearthairandmagic: Beats: YOU SAW NOTHING!!! sweet jebus beats I can’t even move anymore! -_- too damn full… Beats: Please ;3; Beats don’t poke me i’m
goaskcam:Swift: I don’t see nothing wrong….with a little bump and grand. :3 ( I hope You had a nice time ponytrainstation … Why didn’t I tag Sweet Paw!? Because I’m the mod of that blog too) Unf~
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“Nothing on this planet can compare with a woman’s love—it is kind and compassionate, patient and nurturing, generous and sweet and unconditional. Pure. If you are her man, she will walk on water and through a mountain for you, too, no matter how
mrroughlust: 1duckfacekilla: sweet-yet-kinky: oh! nothing makes me feel more like a whore then to have daddy’s dick all over my face. Worship it. I know you like this too, my sweet conny slavegirl…
fantasies-of-a-dominant: She was in one of those moods, frustrated, complaining; nothing was right. I looked up at her from my seat. My sweet, petulant, little Princess. I knew exactly what she needed in that moment. She knew it too. She just hadn’t
