Hi...We love doing these profiles don't we.! Of course we do. I'm 37; 5.7; 130; 34c's; Nice Bod I'm told. Buisness, Home owner; self sufficient,good money girl. Have never been submissive; but it's been in my head a long time. I will Quiver..and Cum from your spankings..and Whips.!; Grab my hair Miss; jerk me to my knees..Slap me Hard..shove my mouth onto your Sweet, Pulsing Puss..Make me your woman! I want that! I Have a long, 4" tongue!; tireless, relentless Fingers; So uninhibited [going to be your ANYTHING Slut]. Have many interests..I Want to Hear YOURS.! I like sports. both playing and watching; very short skirts; stiff nipples; RIMMING [a lot]; Endless Cunt Sucking; Dancing, slowly stripping for my Love; Lots of Filthy talk; BDSM [rough pervy sex!]; and I LOVE when she CUMS in my mouth.! Theres more, just ask me Please. How about we start; with very, kinky, Nasty Mails.. and I will write you stories about us..fantasies, Our Wishes..lots of those unforgettable Suck/Fuck 'parties' we've had..and WANT;! see what happens; I'm hoping the first being a Steamy HotTub..me on your lap, facing you..my long red nipples brushing your lips..and you slamming me Up and Down..OVER, and OVER on your BIG THICK 'COCK'. MMmmmmmm I've made myself So Wet I need a towel. I will pleasure u mistress, PROMISE . Not sure when I lost my confidence in men. Hard to forgive Being Knocked around..and your heart broken one too many times. My 21 yr old son is bringing me back around slowly. He's a bonafide war hero. two purple hearts; and others I can't remember. The year he was in Iraq I would get a call from him every Sunday. I could hear the mortars; and shouting; and a thousand bullets I couldn't see. It was the hardest 13 months of my life. ! Was knocked up at 16 the cheerleader, and the ballplayer. Honest..just like the movies. Countless 'friends'.. told me to abhort...or give the baby away. I didn't. My mom said no and she and I had that little baby... His Dad married me ..and I had my son; and a few others. We were pretty happy till He was killed in Desert Storm. Killed me too..without any blood. When my boy enlisted..we were just arguing with those nutballs in sheets.. Two months later we were at war; and his unit was the first to go. The weekend my son got home safe....and I saw him walk into that gymn at Ft Lewis with all those soldiers from Charley Co.....my mommy heart almost exploded I was so grateful. He was so much 'bigger' taller...he picked me up like a ragdoll and hugged me. Never forget it. Him, and I..and at least 30 of his friends gave new meaning to letting go. When it was just him and I...everyone was gone back to their own lives. We danced..on our living room floor in front of the big screen. Till the Seattle sun came up and we both knew we were ok. I made us pancakes. sausage. eggs.hashbrowns......and fresh orange juice so.. so perfect...he forgot all about Baghdad. I tucked him in his high school bed...50,000 moms out there know we needed butter...and that some of us had just got lucky. So many moms didn't. Taking him shopping tomorrow. get lots of silk, satin boxers to replace those camo army underpants...I am Really ! He won't take those cami army shorts off....even for Leann Tweeden. [google her] shes unforgettable. She's been to Iraq 13 times reminding every soldier there that there were a LOT of good reasons to come home safe. Like I said...he was taller; bigger.. a man... that frankly stunned me.! Sure not my 18 yr old son that he was when I waved him off 13 mo ago. Just kind of makes me smile...... how well I did having a baby as big as 2 footballs when I should have been in the library. And now he is making sure we can still get the paper; and go to any store we want. MMMMMmmm One last thing. He looks like a God in those silk boxers..
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