Still debating the leash situation, Heart?
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Dear Woman with the Sexy Sleeve,
Clearly this entire dispute could have been avoided if your bottom bitch had asked nicely before taking one of your cupcakes. I can see it missing from the container. I can also see the messy girl left a little bit of frosting on the table.
I imagine you’re probably browsing the market now for a new slut. I have some wonderful references who can confirm that a) I won’t steal your cupcakes and b) I won’t make a mess. This is mostly because I will be eating said cupcakes off of you, provided you grant me permission.
As a bonus, I also am classy enough to avoid making the cupcake-muffin-vagina joke that’s begging to be made from that. But, yes, I’ll eat your muffin, too.
Thank you for your time and attention. You’ll find my resumé and references attached.
Sincerely,
Ivy
I have always liked that particular gesture. Bend her over and grab her cunt — “Mine!”.
When people buckle and thrash like that, I just can’t control myself. I think it’s one of the sexiest, most graceful (yet feral and animalistic) things ever.
So, apparently it was my girl Sasha’s birthday the other day. And yet she’s giving me the pressie of a “girls wearing not much but a pair of chucks” fantasy. Best party favor ever.
I love sucking balls more than I love sucking cock. There’s this wonderful sensation that you get when you really bury your face in them and it’s just your whole world.
Such a lazy afternoon picture. Hungry bodies, soft caresses, urgency. I like the angelic look on her face, and the way he has his hand in her panties.
This. Soon.
Shut up, control yourself, and let me enjoy.