Pretty, soft girl kisses. So good.
lesbian
I’ve been learning to say no.
I know this is the worst thing for someone with a sex tumblr to say. You guys probably don’t want to hear me saying no to stuff. Well, you don’t want to have to read about me turning away from potentially fun decisions.
I have a friend. A very good-looking friend. A very good-looking friend who I have, in the past, had some serious fun with. And we were planning to pick some stuff up and have a little fun. But, she’s in a relationship with someone and, despite the fact that they are trying to do polyamory, I’m not entirely sure they know exactly what they’re doing. I don’t want feelings to get hurt and I don’t want to ruin our friendship and drag down her relationship with it.
Because, above all, she’s one of my great friends. I would absolutely hate to lose her. And, while the fun we’ve had was pretty great, I need to get some priorities straight. I think I’ve made the right decision here. And, yeah, it stinks a little, but I have a feeling I’ll be glad I did this in the long-run.
Sometimes, I just want a girlpet all to myself to care for and play around with and be sweet to. And to be a little mean to sometimes, too.
I have this teensy tiny streak of dominant energy. I’m nowhere near considering myself a switch, but sometimes I just want to grab a fistful of some sweet pretty girl’s hair and have some fun for a little bit.
I think I’m entitled.
I love photos like these. They’re not porny. Nobody’s making one of those trademark needy Sasha Grey horndog faces. They’re just comfortable.
I want to protect her. I want to keep her safe. But I know it’s not my job or my responsibility or my place. And I know it would just make some things much more difficult.
Eaten alive.
I need me some girl kisses. Women just have this entirely different way of kissing. It’s sweet and yet absolutely arresting. It’s tender. It makes you giggle, squirm, moan. It makes you want to squeeze them and hold them.
Their lips are just softer. Their manner is more nurturing. And while I have had furious, need-driven kisses with women, I’m thinking right now about that tender kind shared where, in between, you can feel her smiling gently against your mouth. It’s just sublime.
“You were the one. You were the only one. And you were amazing.”
This movie gets me from zero to bawling in no time at all. I don’t care if the editing is awful. I don’t care if the interspersed interviews are cheesy (the movie could so do without them). Call me corny, but I’ll stand by Gia and defend it to the bitter end.
Such a great movie
Such great tits
