I literally just told a guy that I’m “more of an Upper Floor girl than a Public Disgrace girl.”
So I guess that’s just how I flirt now.
cute
This reminds me of somebunny.
Daddy and I played with some new rope this evening. I was feeling little so I got to wear my Disney pjs whilst we played
So this is the cutest ever.
I have been on this site for almost three years. I’ve been in a relationship with Sir for one of those three.
During that entire time, I’ve used a lot of photos of white couples to tell stories about the stuff we do. Tumblr – and the entirety of the porn industry – is really white-washed. And I know how annoying this is coming from a white girl.
But what’s especially annoying is that if we were “the other way around,” I’d have a plethora of photos. Which is a whole other problematic rabbit hole, but the fact is that it’s always felt vaguely wrong or frustrating when one of us posts a picture of a white couple and is implies that it’s “so us.”
And then I stumbled across the photo. It is the first time I have seen a picture on tumblr of an Asian man and a white woman. I’m worried here that like every other word I write is super problematic, but there’s something really awesome and weirdly validating about finally seeing a picture like this.
Oh, and looking at their dynamic, it is “so us.”
Such a cute photo
Sorry my queue was a hot mess and spitting stuff out tonight, guys.
I promise I’ll finish up the story about New Year’s and get into the fun details about my recent threesome.
But I’ve got a lot of stuff on my plate right now.
<3, Ivy
Psssst. Daddy.
Remember when we were discussing tail-friendly outfits?
Ummmm.
Now taking applications for housemaid.
I mean if by housemaid you mean stand around looking cute in apron-style lingerie and maybe sometimes dusting something, I’m game.
So, I went out with my friends today and bought a cute lingerie set for our crazy New Year’s Eve plans.
I figured everyone would be wearing black and red and whatnot, so I figured I’d wear something white. My dress is black, and I figure it’ll be a surprising reveal to take off the dress and have a sweet little white thing on. I’d get more specific, but I’m trying to surprise Sir.
It’s super sweet and virginal-looking and I’m a sucker for that naughty innocence and corruptibility narrative so I’m pretty excited.
I’m the fussiest girl ever. And knowing that, having my clothing bunched around one of my wrists, stuck there because I was cuffed, would drive me absolutely nuts.
One more day until my crazy New Year’s plans and I promise I’ll spill and tell all about them but eeeeek.