Filed under: maximum aesthetic.
cute
Somehow this evening went from Pup saying “that’s a cute shirt” to us fucking on the couch to him cumming all over my chest.
Oldest trick in the book?
Hang in there, Teddy! (Source: http://ift.tt/1nazbZO)
That thing where I finally got into the groove of stuff at my new job and I was making great time on everything and then the entire system crashed. Maximum Monday.
“And you’re my favorite flavor.”
But don’t make me admit it out loud.
“I would always rather be happy than dignified.” —Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre.
Did something naughty yesterday with a certain somebody, and I feel all glittery and sore today.
Maximum sweetheart though.