“tags:#let’s raise some money to send #thinkivykink #to #summer camp #shall we?”
Meanie.
Why is it only our kids that we send, often against their will,
to a camp on a far away island, with a large
group of strangers? Huh?
Don’t be silly, sweetie.
Remember how much
you had last summer?
(Source: johnnyadidas)
Craftsmate and I had a quickie today after class.
He came all over my back, kissed me goodbye and went to play squash.
Blushing forever.
(Source: cathleenredux)
Recently, Craftsmate took some super up-close pictures of my pussy after he had shaven it.
I don’t usually go looking down there. So, when he had me look at the pictures, I was confessedly almost surprised. I didn’t realize I looked quite like that.
I’ve mentioned on here that my labia minora are uneven and my adolescent self freaked out over this fact to such a degree that I was already considering labiaplasty in high school. Which I now realize is absurd. I also apologized for said labia the first time a guy got acquainted with my vagina. Which I now realize is also absurd.
But looking at it in his pictures, I couldn’t help but find the unevenness adorable. It kind of seemed like my vagina was sticking out its (her?) tongue.
And so I think, from now on, I’m just going to think of it that way.
:P
Now with just a hint of sea salt.
(Source: jet-taime)
“It’s just very invasive,” I had murmured into the pillow, burying my face, trying to hide from the wetness I could feel forming in my cunt.
These are the things that are hardest to accept, the ones I feel myself enthusiastically liking despite the sheer humiliation of being forced to lie still and endure it.
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You can feel awful small over on this end.
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Everyone knows the harshest discipline of all is self-discipline.
I think there’s a certain apartment I need to visit soon.
Or, at least, the man named for it.
I want to be told to crawl to her, with no assurance of when I’ll be returned.
Caledonian Antisyzgy.
So, yeah.
What he said.
Blush.
She thinks she’s been brought here to suck cock, so the duct tape is scaring her. She’s not sure what it’s for. What she doesn’t understand is that she’s been brought here to suffer, and the tape’s going to go over her pussy and mouth to make sure she doesn’t enjoy herself.
The one who’s been brought here to suck cock is still in the trunk.