Since I’m a princess, I clearly need some gold cuffs. Clearly.
Month: June 2014
This is the stuff I miss the most.
The first time, in the hotel, your skin still smelled of chlorine. We wouldn’t let ourselves kiss. I couldn’t breathe all day.
The next time, in the guest room, you had to go and dare me. We slept exactly one hour at the bottom of the stairs.
The third time, in our friend’s bed, while she slept or showered. As quiet as we could be. I’m not as quick as you.
The last time is the last time. I don’t waste time on hoping. I don’t care what we promise. I just care what comes true.
I think one of the only things just as yummy as James Deen domming is cute little James Deen subbing.
I miss having opportunities to make myself useful.
Um. Can we go back to Home Depot soon?
I’ve got a little idea for a project.
Kitten honestly looks a little bit like her, and would love being overwhelmed with attention like this.
I won’t deny either part of that.
The tender little thumb stroke on the cheek is everything to me.
I need this whole outfit.
Gag included.