I like polks dots moreso than the captions in this case
Last night, Bliss and I attended a little costume party together. She went as a sexy afro-punk Storm from X-Men, and I as a steampunk sheriff. I eagerly awaited Bliss to come home from the party, as I came home earlier to let some friends stay the night. She told me to wait with my costume on...
Image via WHÖRE LIPSTICK, by request. (Oops, didn’t realize till I was done that hypnolord capped this one, too.)
Help her live her dreams. Submit. Obey.
At least you know where this is leading! ~licks lips~
Whenever i touch myself I think of someone else… not my husband. I catch myself calling out my boy toy’s name whenever I make myself cum. Nothing about my pathetic husband gets me off
Being very audible is key. Let hubby know what is happening and how good it is.