It was the fact that they were negotiating her evening right in front her that made sitting still so very impossible.
thigh highs
To the certain somebody who claims he isn’t into Dd/lg.
But then loves it when I dress up/act this way.
Pshhhhhh.
“On second thought, bitch, I like you much better down there.”
It’s always a little awkward when her old friends come over.
Trust.
It’s when you start looking forward to suffering, and when that suffering is sometimes more gratifying than pleasure, that you realize you might just be owned.
Sometimes I get too worked up and noisy and spacey.
And Craftsmate will have to lean down and shush me and murmur something like “easy, girl.”
It’s just about the Daddy-est he gets and it’s good enough for me.
Is it odd that outfits like this make me wish I was a girl?
Nope. Being a girl is actually pretty fucking awesome.
I has a need.
Hey. Hey. You don’t have to be a girl to wear outfits like these!
Sweetheart goes to meet Daddy’s friends and learns that some icebreakers are considerably more awkward than the name game.
“Women should be obscene and not heard." – Groucho Marx.