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KatR
Over 90 days ago
Straight Female, 65
United States
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Quote by Andee
Hmm ... anything that is passed off as Justin Bieber ... and anything spewed forth by Celine Dion. Yep, neither are good representations of Canada.
There's only one Celine Dion song that really speaks to me: "Baby I'm naked, naked with u......I'm trembling and shaking...." DEFINITELY know that feeling! LOL
Otherwise I agree they both are way too popular for their level of talent--or rather lack thereof
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Quote by meg816
First off, I won't have anal unless I defecate first. I also won't do anal unless I'm in a place where we can shower afterwards. I don't do ass-to-mouth like in porn; that's just gross. I also won't have anal without proper lubrication. Anal, in my opinion, requires preparation; you have to have it at the right place at the right time with the right tools (i.e. lube).
couldn't have said it better
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When a man pampers and spoils me and attends to my sexual needs and desires. I don't mind at all helping him feel good, but what about me? Not many men can see past their own dicks to notice there's another human being in the room with them, with real feelings and capable of intense lust and capable of deep sexual satisfaction, if they would only bother trying to unleash that side of me. But when I do find a man who DOES understand like that (I've been with only 3 such men in my lifetime so far), the sex can be AMAZING!!!!
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I found a spot along the local river, where the walking trail branches off into two trails. The main trail was high above the riverbank. The lower trail runs closer to the river for a very short distance before going back up to rejoin the main upper trail. A hedge separates the lower trail from the river a few feet away: you can see the boaters on the river through small gaps in the bushes, but they can't really see you very well. And the lower trail isn't visible from the higher main trail.
My lover and I were on our way to our respective offices but by pre-arrangement, we detoured to that secluded riverfront spot. I took a small blanket out of my briefcase (brought for this occasion) and spread it on the grass between the short lower trail and the hedge along the riverfront. As I lay down on the blanket, I pulled him on top of me and we kissed. I asked him to unbutton my crisp white business blouse, which he did, and his kisses worked their way down into my open blouse. Then I had him him hike up my short navy-blue business skirt, and when he saw I had no panties on (on purpose, for him), he began to feast on me like he was STARVING!
“I’m horny as hell right now!” I moaned as I unbuckled his belt. His cock throbbed hard against my bush. I grabbed it and stuffed it into me like I would just about die if he didn’t immediately fill me completely full of himself. And in moments, he was in me balls deep, every thick loving throbbing inch of him. And I was just purring and purring and purring!
His thrusts were sometimes fast, sometimes slow and teasing, and I began trembling and contracting and squeezing him. Every time I squeezed around him, he throbbed very powerfully. Finally, he drew himself back up almost all the way out of me, and then just as we glimpsed a sailboat with 3 people on board, passing near us, he slammed himself back down into me, with no help from me this time. I squeezed the hell out of his cock, and I came so hard I could barely see!
He drew back again, and with another hard slam into me, he exploded ssssooooo much warm gooey goodness deep into me. When he calmed down a little, but he was still hard and still in me, I slowly flipped us over and rode him. We could hear people walking on the upper trail above us, no doubt on their way to work. We could hear them but not see them and they couldn't see us. I rode him until we both came again. With him still in me, I nestled peacefully in his arms until it was time to re-dress each other and get to our jobs.
Yeah I would say that has to be the hottest place I ever made love. And still a cherished memory 4 years later.
My lover and I were on our way to our respective offices but by pre-arrangement, we detoured to that secluded riverfront spot. I took a small blanket out of my briefcase (brought for this occasion) and spread it on the grass between the short lower trail and the hedge along the riverfront. As I lay down on the blanket, I pulled him on top of me and we kissed. I asked him to unbutton my crisp white business blouse, which he did, and his kisses worked their way down into my open blouse. Then I had him him hike up my short navy-blue business skirt, and when he saw I had no panties on (on purpose, for him), he began to feast on me like he was STARVING!
“I’m horny as hell right now!” I moaned as I unbuckled his belt. His cock throbbed hard against my bush. I grabbed it and stuffed it into me like I would just about die if he didn’t immediately fill me completely full of himself. And in moments, he was in me balls deep, every thick loving throbbing inch of him. And I was just purring and purring and purring!
His thrusts were sometimes fast, sometimes slow and teasing, and I began trembling and contracting and squeezing him. Every time I squeezed around him, he throbbed very powerfully. Finally, he drew himself back up almost all the way out of me, and then just as we glimpsed a sailboat with 3 people on board, passing near us, he slammed himself back down into me, with no help from me this time. I squeezed the hell out of his cock, and I came so hard I could barely see!
He drew back again, and with another hard slam into me, he exploded ssssooooo much warm gooey goodness deep into me. When he calmed down a little, but he was still hard and still in me, I slowly flipped us over and rode him. We could hear people walking on the upper trail above us, no doubt on their way to work. We could hear them but not see them and they couldn't see us. I rode him until we both came again. With him still in me, I nestled peacefully in his arms until it was time to re-dress each other and get to our jobs.
Yeah I would say that has to be the hottest place I ever made love. And still a cherished memory 4 years later.
So today it has to be no, no watchers.
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I never did with a co-worker, but when I was a 37-year-old teacher (NOT a professor) at a small college, I had an affair with one of my students who was physically 22 but intellectually and emotionally he was my age. Although we were both consenting adults, the school frowned on it and when the Dean found out, I was fired (my student of course wasn't suspended, the Dean probably high-fived him). So anyway, probably not a real good idea to mix career and sex.
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Is a red-eye flight considered risky? I was going to be a long way from the man I loved, so I raised my skirt, jammed my hand down my panties, and imagined he was seated next to me leaning over and his face was pleasuring me in my seat. The other passengers were asleep and the cabin was dark and if the flight attendants noticed what I was doing, they didn't say anything. I don't think anyone saw, but there were a lot of people on that long flight, so they could have seen.
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I once sent this email to the man I love while I was out of town on business:
"Lat night, I had a wonderful dream. You were naked beside me in bed. We were asleep in each other’s arms after making love for half the night, both of us smiling so happily as we dozed….until I woke up to see moonlight streaming through the window, casting its soft light onto your face, as your head rested next to mine on the pillow. I turned toward you and snuggled closer, feeling your body beneath the sheets. You woke up, smiled at me, drew the covers away, and gently pulled me closer to you, to love me again. I wish you were here with me, so it wasn't just a dream."
It worked! Let's just say when I got back in town, he was wonderfully and intensely passionate with me.
"Lat night, I had a wonderful dream. You were naked beside me in bed. We were asleep in each other’s arms after making love for half the night, both of us smiling so happily as we dozed….until I woke up to see moonlight streaming through the window, casting its soft light onto your face, as your head rested next to mine on the pillow. I turned toward you and snuggled closer, feeling your body beneath the sheets. You woke up, smiled at me, drew the covers away, and gently pulled me closer to you, to love me again. I wish you were here with me, so it wasn't just a dream."
It worked! Let's just say when I got back in town, he was wonderfully and intensely passionate with me.
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My friends and I saw it together yesterday. It was really good. The only thing is they didn't put in great new songs like the original Wizard of Oz from 1939. Maybe too tall an order to come up with really memorable songs? And no, not hip-hop full of the f word, I mean family-friendly truly catchy songs we would sing for decades. But why not, they did it in 1939, surely someone today could create memorable songs too? Otherwise it was really well done.
Oz is based on a series of books by L. Frank Baum. So I thought it was pretty clever that in this "prequel," the wizard formerly worked for BAUM circus and the circus assistant he was forever insulting was named FRANK! I bet few people even noticed that. Sort of like how Alfred Hitchcock appeared in the background in the opening scene of every one of his movies, a treat for those who figured it out.
Oz is based on a series of books by L. Frank Baum. So I thought it was pretty clever that in this "prequel," the wizard formerly worked for BAUM circus and the circus assistant he was forever insulting was named FRANK! I bet few people even noticed that. Sort of like how Alfred Hitchcock appeared in the background in the opening scene of every one of his movies, a treat for those who figured it out.
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big helmet-shaped head, red or purple color, really thick across head and shaft, at least 7" long.....like this one that I had the pleasure to suck down almost daily (and ride weekly) for 15 months while we were sneaking around together on our spouses a few years ago, to me this is the perfect size and shape, and god did he taste GOOD.....my current lover is very similar but 1" longer (8") and equally delicious to the taste
