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buttplug.io 🍑🔌A gentle reminder:
buttplug.io is arcane and imperceptible to those under 18 years of age. They cannot see nor comprehend our existence. Your tweets to them about us will appear as inscrutable runes.
This is why I don't put "Minors DNI" in my bio. Minors could not actually read the warning in the first place, it's just gonna look like wavey blobs.
Also because lol limited bio space that I need in order to tell you how to give me money.
#sperma Flecken auf dem Bettlaken als schöne Erinnerung 🤩
CaraSutraWatching My Boyfriend Suck Another Man’s Cock https://carasutra.com/2017/02/watching-boyfriend-suck-another-mans-cock/ #SexBlog #archive
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Gwen NovaGrinding in games bad, grinding against a tgirl very good
Focused and FilthyIt’s my wonderful fella’s 50th birthday today and to celebrate I’m going to show you some of my favourite images of him from my blog. @fumblyprimate first is one you’ll all recognise and his favourite. #nude #MaleNude #Erotic #EroticPhotography . https://focusedandfilthy.com/2020/02/24/handstand/
Handstand - Focused and Filthy
His strength has always inspired me. The week we got together he’d been doing a chainsaw course and when I offered him a back massage one thing led to another. His back is beautiful. Strong, toned and broad and sometimes in the summer it even turns a beautiful golden colour. 20 years later h
KeepthoseeyeslockedonmineHands off the joystick mister. Just sniff...and blow...
No honey, he didn't seduce me. I just took his hand and slid it straight down the front of my knickers. I was so wet he had no trouble delving two fingers knuckle deep into my eager little cunt, and I LOVED it I begged him to fuck me...RAW.
Oh! I see. I guess we'll be saving the story of how he turned me around and fucked me like an animal, right up against that wall, for another time...
Love BytesI shall be referring to myself as LB in this. This is an entry from my journal (adjusted for posting here), a true tale from a few months back.
It's 7pm on a Monday evening in January, I'm waiting at the bottom of the escalator by the car park for her to arrive. I look at the mirrored wall and see my reflection. Black jacket, grey shirt, black jeans, leather boots.
Respectable exterior.
Like a superhero with x-ray vision my eyes glance down to my crotch in the reflection, I see the metal cage that I'm wearing beneath my clothes at her request. Tight and restrictive, but comfortable. Like it's meant to be there.
I've had it on for a week. A week of teasing and tormenting and by now I am a desperate man.
I stare for too long, dreaming of the things she has me do and then my mind snaps back to me as I see her approaching me.
Damnit LB, stop being distracted. Remember the order she told you. "Key, hug, kiss."