Mostly, because she knows the wastefulness of it all drives him crazy.
And she likes doing just that.
wine
Just had a lovely meal with my mother to celebrate the semester and being halfway done with applying to grad school.
But.
Wine + Tumblr = ?
Oh, Dacry, I need to stop telling you things when you have tumblr open. So, hush, or I’m not coming to your playdate. And you’ll be sad.
My girl Ivy tells me she wants a glass of wine and someone eating her out.
I’m willing to volunteer, on the condition that she goes to the liquor store and asks them what wine goes well with pussy.
She assures me this will make her wonderfully blushy. I’m all for it.
So, my girl Dacry is away for the week. My sexy banter count is going to be taking a pretty big plunge.
But, hey, while the cat’s away, the mice will play.