mmmmmmm... you again... Scarletblue is.. the place where all my whispers go...
ahhhhh... my Scarletblue again... you are my official bedwarmer... and Betty-Bea got skipped.. so she can be the Lush nurse who comes to bed with us and makes us feel all better...
SST is a wood nymph who lives in my closet...
I seem to get you a lot Scarletblue... you must be the wind beneath my wings...
Hey Tommie and Stang.. you guys gotta have wings or shirts.. there's a dress code in here.. only for the men though.. the women can wear as little as they want...
Hollywood is the designated hand warmer...
Princess.. you have some really good people here telling you some really good things.. as hard as it is to listen when you are grieving you really must.. at 23 when I came home from the Navy.. newly wed.. 4 month old daughter.. I had to take over the care and raising of my 3 brothers and 4 sisters.. I know the feeling of hopelessness.. but in me is the same thing that's in you.. you'll find that strength.. and every now and then you can lean on a friend to catch your breath.. and one other thing.. never pull the drapes.. leave them open.. things look better in the light.. I don't know you.. but felt I should encourage you somehow.. please forgive my intrusion...
SweetSexyThing is really Satan's envoy to Lush...
btw... Syd is the town controller of weenies...
Manoffire is the local custodian who wants a 3some with the sheriff and his wife...
I love long nails.. scraping down my back.. teasing me.. raking my nipples at just the right moment.. and the slow clawing during sex...
Scarletblue is the Lush dreamweaver....
Hollywood sells melons at the farmers market..
Hollywood is the welcome wagon concubine...
yes.. aliens are among us.. I myself was recently kidnapped by aliens and flown to outer space.. they got two of us.. just me and Elvis.. they took some blood.. fucked us.. and tucked a transmitter up my ass that makes me sound like a fax machine when I fart.. Elvis fell in love with a gal that had 6 breasts and owned an espresso machine so he stayed..
If you allow for the fact that an intelligent man and a man of less ability would be equal on physical appeal.. then based on intelligence only.. he would get less sex because he is less spontaneous.. he tends to plot out circumstances prior to enacting them.. and he knows the best sex always starts and ends in the mind..
if you know how to do oral at all then it will be a natural introduction to probing and arousal.. I'm sure it will come up between the whispers and not be a big negotiation to allow some exploration.. at least it hasn't been so far..
As in all things.. it is the intent of the action that sets it into perspective.. if the kiss is seductive and intimate then it would be suspect.. however I kiss close friends all the time.. it's just how we show affection.. of course if they throw in tongue then all bets are off...
my lips.. softer the better.. and whispering as you kiss me..
yes.. in the bed.. any bed..
Yes, please... have a happy, safe, and loving Mother's Day....
There is a "zone" of indifference that goes along with your decision.. an old adage goes like this.. "a guy runs up and down the street in front of my house naked.. I could care less.. but that same naked guy comes into my living room.. then I will be forced to remedy the situation"... my point being something being said from across the room or in a mall means nothing.. but come within my "zone" ie.. too close to my family.. well.. I don't know how many of them it would take to put me down.. but we'd find out..
Heart and Soul... in my pants
there may not always be strings.. but certainly lint...