I am a single, white, blonde woman in my mid 40s. I am 5'7" and weigh about 120 pounds. I am physically active. I do not smoke; I drink on what might be called the high end of moderation. I live in Texas. I am bi, but more partial to women than men sexually. I appreciate elegant and expensive lingerie, and when I was younger, modeled quite a bit of it for catalogs, magazines and such. No "friend collectors" please; no phone, cam or Skype. **GUYS - PLEASE READ THIS** If your avatar and/or Image Gallery selections focus almost entirely on your cock (real or imagined, and whether or not it's turgid, ejaculating, or has company) don't waste your time trying to connect with me. I find farm animals more appealing, both aesthetically and intellectually.
Not following any authors
slip up behind her...kiss her neck...nibble her earlobes....caress her ribs and breasts
an excellent poet (and cute too)
https://upload.lushstories.com/738654772-1414619740979522.jpg girl in the snow
Rants - pants
Even though most reading will be electronic in the not too distant future, I think there will always be people in many generations to come, that want to read a real book. Some will be passed down like any other inherited item, and hopefully loved again. I still have not downloaded any Ebooks. I can't bring myself to do it. When I'm reading my books it's almost like the characters are in the pages themselves. I have a copy of every book Catherine Cookson ever wrote. Some of the stories were written over 4 novels. Some stories spanned up to 4 generations. Once I've read one of those books it's a part of me and I could never part with it. Okay some of you think I'm a loony now but the rest of you will know exactly what I mean. I think Trinket is, like, a total LOONY but she's certainly right about this.
I don't think so mate! how about me?
As it begins, it is pitch black and I can see absolutely nothing, But I know where I am, and I know that you are with me. I can’t see you, but I can feel you close to me. I can hear you breathe. I can smell your hair. I can feel your warmth. I move closer and find you, next to me, quietly waiting for me to arrive and touch you, kiss you, and caress you. And that is what I do. I know you,...
Added 11 Aug 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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Jill Blackthorn paused at the entrance to give her eyes a chance to adjust to the darkness. The club was dark, the air was clear, and the music mercifully soft and low. Jill hated the loud, smokey places packed with men and women screaming - trying desperately to be heard over the drone of loud, tasteless music. Jill wore her long dark hair shoulder length; it bobbed gently with each step...
Added 18 Jun 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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Alice: There is a devilish sparkle in your eyes as you bend down once more. I close my eyes as you grasp the underside of my thighs and lift my legs up and apart. You kiss my knee. You kiss my inner thighs, moving ever closer and closer to my wet and wanting sex. You pause for a second, then I feel the tip of your tongue on the small piece of flesh just below my entrance. Wriggling from...
Added 23 Feb 2013 | Category Lesbian
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I know you are there at your window, watching me as I pour myself a glass of very cold white wine. I slowly slip off all of my clothes except for my thigh high stockings and heels and walk… no, strut... out onto my deck. It’s Monday and almost midnight - time for me to perform and for you to observe and appreciate. I get comfortable in a soft patio chair. I enjoy the feeling of the nice...
Added 16 May 2014 | Category Exhibitionism
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