OIOI SEXY.....standard british greeting....apparently. I'm an 19 year old british woman. I'm a cocky british brat, and proud. My stories may be a fabric of my imagination or they could be my real life experiences. I challenge to guess which is which. Enjoy I'm here to flirt and have a good time. I'm not going to give out any contact information. End of. Been there, done that. Don't whisper to me, it will piss me off unless we're friends. No random chat requests, talk to me first. Friend requests will be deleted unless we've spoken before. I know this is breif, but anything else you wanna know, inbox me or find me in the lush chat rooms. Bye for now, sexy lushers
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I made it dude....but even after the video stopped I can still hear the tune playing >.< SAVE ME!!
I love both :p
probably have to be black, the contrast is good However, there is a blue thong of mine I particularly like
Strong broad shoulders, strong back and a cute little arse I usually notice first. Or his eyes :)
The most I've done is a couple of fingers or my tongue in his arse, kinda looking forward to being able to fuck him hard with a strap-on..let's him know how I feel when he does it to me. And it seems to turn him on doing what I currently do, so why not try?
Many things when I think about it. When he softly runs his finger tips over my hips while licking and kissing my neck and ear lobe. Or when he flips me over onto my stomach, drags me onto my knees and roughly shoves his tongue into my arse. Or even when he growls at me because I've worked him up, got him to the edge and then stop what I'm doing effectivly ruining his orgasm...
Hairbrush handle2 different sized small lava lamps....My boyfriend found a vibrator app, downloaded it onto his phone and used that on my clit.Nothing too strange
Now if you'll just step over here I can show you the road that leads away from the 1930's and into the 21st century As for the question in general; I guess that's very much based on the individual level, isn't it? Call me naïve, but there are two things that strike me.1) Isn't it so that if a woman isn't comfortable, relaxed and happy(i.e. there's something bothering her) then she's pretty much unable to be turned on unless she has one of those spots that when you kiss it turns her mind into mush and she forgets everything? I know that for a certain degree it goes for us guys as well. The trouble of a flawed erection isn't because the girl is ugly, but many other things. 2) Why use anything as a weapon to get your way? Isn't a relationship about give and take? Is it really so that you should force your will on your partner, and if so, is it right to do so? Again, call me naïve if you want because I haven't been married and have never lived with my girlfriend, so do enlighten me if I have an idealistic view of a relationship that will get shot to pieces once I enter that world. In a naive way of thinking, it's mainly thought that men either want food..or sex. You can't deny them food...there's a fridge that's perfectly stocked with food for them to cook, or go to the nearest fast food and place. So there needs to be some other way of denying them something...the other thing they mainly want.i.e. sex. I'm not condoning it and saying that it's right and they should do it, but would you rather there was a full scale row. Tears. Tantrums. Or they just refused sex. It's not so much about denying it, more that they're so pissed off that they're incapable to get turned and have sex. Men usually give in to what women want by the time women have the chance to calm down enough to want sex again. There's also the idea from TV shows. In so many TV programs it shows the woman refusing sex to get her way, the men give. Both male and women conform to this social role and do what they think is expected of them without even realising that they are conforming. Never said it was fair or right. But it does happen.
I'm not going to say there were things I wouldn't change if I could. Of course there are. And not wanting to sound cliche, but I don't want to change them. The past is the past and it should be left there. I'm how I am today as the strong, independant woman I am because of what happened in my past. Some things were my fault, others were taken out of my hands. The one thing I would do is go back and tell myself at every down moment that regardless of what anyone said, I was beautiful. No matter my size. That I'm curvy, not fat. That my chipmunk cheeks are cute. I would tell me that 'that' relationship, was not a good idea. And how you hurt that guy will hurt you for months more, to the point where you self harm..again. And even when you move on, it takes about 6months before you feel yourself and strong again. He was not good for you. He turned you into something ugly, he just never realised and believed it was your fault. But without these experiences I would not be me now. And I would not be with my amazing boyfriend, whom I fully deserve.
The first time was with my ex. I hated the taste!!! Even with my current boyfriend the taste and texture made me gag. However, recently, the taste hasn't been so bad and I've started to enjoy swallowing it. Yesterday, when he came over my breasts, I told him he had to clean it up and it ended up with him passing me mouthfuls and dipping his fingers into it while I sucked them clean. Mmmmmm, that was hot ;)
Kate woke feeling run down and unsexy. She'd been having a few rough weeks at work where it just seemed like nothing seemed to want to go her way or work out for her. Lately she was suddenly starting to feel the pressure of deadlines regardless of how many hours she put in, and no amount of masturbating had managed to take away the stress. Combine the stress with the harsh cold she had...
Added 25 Oct 2012 | Category Anal
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I danced around the kitchen, the music low so not to wake him. I was dressed in one of his button up shirts, black lacy thong and a matching bra, something that I threw on when I had woken that morning after deciding to make my guy breakfast in bed. My long dark blonde hair danced down my back in its natural waves. I knew the smell of the bacon I was cooking would eventually wake him. As...
Added 31 Aug 2012 | Category Straight Sex
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Becka fell into a sobbing heap onto the bed next to me, her head falling against my cleavage. I hugged her tight. “You okay, babe?” She sobbed in response. No answer coming from her full pink lips. I sat silently, just hugging her. “We’re shitty with men, aren’t we?” I said, trying to stop the sobbing, she nodded her head in reply. Becka raised her head and looked at me, her face inches...
Added 04 Nov 2011 | Category Lesbian
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