Ph. Julian Hibbard
Not in Kansas anymore.
shoes
Speaking of shoes…
If I were shoes, I’d be these shoes.
PSA: Pup fucks me like this sometimes, and it gets him so, so deep. So, like, I don’t know. Like deep-dicking? This is your position.
I’m trying to be a brave girl, so I’m going to a munch on Monday.
Naturally, I’ve already picked out my outfit.
I need this whole outfit.
Gag included.
These shoes are pretty representative of how I’d dress if there were just no rules in this world.
It’s date night, honey, and you have to be a good girl for me.
Listen, if you bought me those shoes, you could put whatever you wanted in my butt.
I’ve got a gag harness like this.
But, ah, I’m not suggesting anything.
Nothing at all.