Multiplied
“By art alone we are able to get outside ourselves, to know what another sees of this universe which for him is not ours, the landscapes of which would remain…
“By art alone we are able to get outside ourselves, to know what another sees of this universe which for him is not ours, the landscapes of which would remain…
Welcome to Trolling the Net 66 and yay for the weekend and double big yay for all this beautiful weather we are having in the UK. Hopefully you have fun…
Compersion: A feeling of joy when a loved one invests in and takes pleasure from another romantic or sexual relationship. (Urban Dictionary) I wonder how long it will be before…
The last time I remember it being hot like this, day after day was the summer of Billy and I. During the day we would hang out with all the…
He loved her ass Whether cased in red satin, or white lace, or framed by the black string of a thong, or completely bare as nature intended, it always looked…
Welcome to Trolling the Net 65 It is Friday, well OK now you are reading this it is already Saturday. I hope your Friday rocked and I hope your Saturday…
Shaving him… I never shaved a man before I met Michael. We shower together a lot and that meant I would watch him shaving. I was fascinated. I loved watching…
When he beats me it makes me want to suck his cock. Last Sunday we went out to Fem Sub Club. It was a lovely afternoon spent with friends that…
“Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
The pub was fairly quiet for a Friday night but that suited me. I wanted to enjoy a drink and a change of scenery. I had my phone and my…
I love his cock Actually that might be an understatement. The other evening when we went to bed I sat on my side and chanted PeeeNis, PeeeNis, PeeNis (yes like…
She dreams of the soft brush of his breath against her skin. At night her mind is filled with thoughts of his hot lips on hers, kissing her like she…
Welcome to Trolling the Net 64 Here we are exactly half way through the year. Can you believe it is already June? It has been a busy week for bloggers…
This story came into my head at the weekend when I was considering the Wicked Wednesday prompt which is ‘Black’. I must admit I nearly talked myself out of writing…
Poppy smoothed her fitted blue skirt down over her hips before she opened the door. “Ah, there you are Poppy. Come in Poppy and shut the door behind you” Poppy…