murmurmara
Sensually Sixty
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Mmmmmmm.... and Mmmmmmm....
Always pleased to get your stamp of approval, Ms. G.

That's brilliant, Mara!
It's fun to have a place that welcomes the weirder ones...
Thanks, Hornblende.

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Mmmmmmm.... and Mmmmmmm....

That's brilliant, Mara!

Not as artsy as these other lovely specimens but I love the capture of light.![]()

I'm not too artsy with words but I do try with pictures sometimes![]()
Most of us do what you do and use our pictures. Speaking of, yours is very nice. It should probably be called "Submissive Waiting to be Shackled". I couldn't help but notice the open lock hanging on the door behind and to the left of you. A nice subtle addition to your pose.
It's so much fun getting to put our artsy hats on. You had the sexy hat already. All sorts of nice rounded bits in your photo. Not as artsy as these other lovely specimens but I love the capture of light.![]()
Not as artsy as these other lovely specimens but I love the capture of light.![]()
Buzzing in the morning sun!
Very nice Mara!It's so much fun getting to put our artsy hats on. You had the sexy hat already. All sorts of nice rounded bits in your photo.
Cheers!
Buzzing in the morning sun!
Buzzing in the morning sun!

Buzzing in the morning sun!

Buzzing in the morning sun!
Bound again:
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Great lighting!!Buzzing in the morning sun!
Bound again:
Bound again:
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Bound again:

This pic had a special guest editor.
I loved the result.
∞∞∞
This pic had a special guest editor.
I loved the result.
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Often in my head, I lose track of who I write for. You all seem to mix in, happiness and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A whirling roiling mess of emotions, the darkness inside my head, the loss of an innocent summer, my fearful steps towards a beautiful predator...
Till it's a mix of flashes and darkness that ceases to have distinct meaning... from the confusion two things are clear to me.
I fear that you never read what I write, that my writing screams for you and you don't even realise.
And that, I am addicted to pain. For at least a little while.
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Two views of naughty and nice art.
Wonderful! I love these!!
Your bound series is lovely.
The texture of the rope really adds to the shot, not to mention the imagination.
I love the textures.
Thank you, Mara
∞∞∞
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This pic had a special guest editor.
I loved the result.
![]()

Often in my head, I lose track of who I write for. You all seem to mix in, happiness and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A whirling roiling mess of emotions, the darkness inside my head, the loss of an innocent summer, my fearful steps towards a beautiful predator...
Till it's a mix of flashes and darkness that ceases to have distinct meaning... from the confusion two things are clear to me.
I fear that you never read what I write, that my writing screams for you and you don't even realise.
And that, I am addicted to pain. For at least a little while.
![]()

This pic had a special guest editor.
I loved the result.
![]()
Often in my head, I lose track of who I write for. You all seem to mix in, happiness and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A whirling roiling mess of emotions, the darkness inside my head, the loss of an innocent summer, my fearful steps towards a beautiful predator...
Till it's a mix of flashes and darkness that ceases to have distinct meaning... from the confusion two things are clear to me.
I fear that you never read what I write, that my writing screams for you and you don't even realise.
And that, I am addicted to pain. For at least a little while.
![]()
Oooo, ghosty Icy, very nice!This pic had a special guest editor.
I loved the result.

Often in my head, I lose track of who I write for. You all seem to mix in, happiness and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A whirling roiling mess of emotions, the darkness inside my head, the loss of an innocent summer, my fearful steps towards a beautiful predator...
Till it's a mix of flashes and darkness that ceases to have distinct meaning... from the confusion two things are clear to me.
I fear that you never read what I write, that my writing screams for you and you don't even realise.
And that, I am addicted to pain. For at least a little while.

Lizzie. ..so sensual. .. totally what those Oscars statues should look like
Satin fabric against silky skin, a heavenly combination.![]()
I read it all before looking at the pic. You're pretty in words and poses.
This is gorgeous Lizzie!!![]()

Often in my head, I lose track of who I write for. You all seem to mix in, happiness and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A whirling roiling mess of emotions, the darkness inside my head, the loss of an innocent summer, my fearful steps towards a beautiful predator...
Till it's a mix of flashes and darkness that ceases to have distinct meaning... from the confusion two things are clear to me.
I fear that you never read what I write, that my writing screams for you and you don't even realise.
And that, I am addicted to pain. For at least a little while.
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