tbearatl
Literotica Guru
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It's a fun game to play
Yes, that is true but it is also a very hard game to play. LOL
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It's a fun game to play
I only really use Heathrow. Gatwick rarely, and City only when I come in from Geneva.
Will it be a tube journey from Heathrow? Would love to be the person sat across from you on your journey into the city.
I play hard gamesYes, that is true but it is also a very hard game to play. LOL
I only really use Heathrow. Gatwick rarely, and City only when I come in from Geneva.
Will it be a tube journey from Heathrow? Would love to be the person sat across from you on your journey into the city.
Usually the express into Paddington. I'll camp out at the arrivals lounge for a shower and change into my more respectable gear, and get in just as rush hour is dying down a bit. I suppose I can wear stockings there as well, will have to behave.
I play hard games
Heathrow morning waiting for downtown to clear out a bit.
Some post flight boobs and some crumpet at a civilised corner of this place.
AP is right, it is a nice blue morning so in kindred spirit i am off to the loo to lose these knickers and have a bare day again.
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Heathrow morning waiting for downtown to clear out a bit.
Some post flight boobs and some crumpet at a civilised corner of this place.
AP is right, it is a nice blue morning so in kindred spirit i am off to the loo to lose these knickers and have a bare day again.
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Serious work doesn't start until later in the afternoon. In the meantime a gallery opening and toasting the cunning success of a tax deductable donation by an old friend.Boobs and crumpets both look gorgeous. Enjoy commando Lunnun under blue sky spring![]()
Moved on. At the V&A drinking what seems to be a massive amount of taxpayer funded champagne on hand before noon. Must be a Brexit drowning, half of Kensington is on the turps today. I feel rather under-dressed compared to some of these lot, but it might be the sans-knickers. I shall have to be cautious.Wait for me... pllllease
Stunning way to start the morning.
Perfect breakfast.![]()
Serious work doesn't start until later in the afternoon. In the meantime a gallery opening and toasting the cunning success of a tax deductable donation by an old friend.
Moved on. At the V&A drinking what seems to be a massive amount of taxpayer funded champagne on hand before noon. Must be a Brexit drowning, half of Kensington is on the turps today. I feel rather under-dressed compared to some of these lot, but it might be the sans-knickers. I shall have to be cautious.
Always a good one there. The BA pilots put me onto it years ago.
Heathrow morning waiting for downtown to clear out a bit.
Some post flight boobs and some crumpet at a civilised corner of this place.
AP is right, it is a nice blue morning so in kindred spirit i am off to the loo to lose these knickers and have a bare day again.
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Both are mouth watering delights. Hhhmmm which one shall I nibble on first. decisions decisionsHeathrow morning waiting for downtown to clear out a bit.
Some post flight boobs and some crumpet at a civilised corner of this place.
AP is right, it is a nice blue morning so in kindred spirit i am off to the loo to lose these knickers and have a bare day again.
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Wanton flashing and careful folded leg revealing of stocking tops are entirely different games. Going arse over tit on spilled drinks is another risk at such places where you might suddenly be showing the world the whole Happy Meal.Nothing like being under dressed in my view, you wear it so well
Cautious? My I dare to say that's a bit boring![]()
I will see what I can do over the next days. I'm sure you don't mean downtown between buildings.AP mentioned that she had breakfast in a beautiful overlooking spot in London.. I figured it was too late to ask her for a picture of London from such a view. Perhaps if you are there for a few more days you could post one? I would enjoy seeing London from a nice vista and I trust in your photography skills..
I always thought the ideal of a fur coat if you were so inclined would be to wear it so that the fur was on the inside on your skin. A bit like the mink bras you can buy at the Russian fur store in HKBra looks soft and comfortable over your breasts.
The fun thing about being knickerless at a function, is trying to guess how many of those perfectly dressed ladies are the same, hence the saying, ‘all fur coat and no knickers’.
A bite of my boob or a bite of my crumpet?Both are mouth watering delights. Hhhmmm which one shall I nibble on first. decisions decisions
Will see what might be interesting.Correct.. I believe that London is a collection of very beautiful buildings and architecture. I know you have the proper camera to capture its beauty.. Thank you
I guess it might be too much to ask for a selfie of you with that London vista in the background?? If so.. London would be perfect..
A bite of my boob or a bite of my crumpet?
More meetings, more unimaginative proposals, oh for someone to present something bold and barefaced that I can either get my teeth into or sack them on the spot.
Just a place outside of my storyline threads to post the odd pic or two when I am in the mood
Suns back out over in the West
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Time zones finally got me. I'm pretty generous with the odd anti-histamine and melatonin to fudge the brain but it had enough of that and had me up at 3am. Old trusty and some ipad porn hit the spot but after 2 hours of jilling around, I finally gave up the ghost and went out for a pre-dawn walk around the park and streets. Had a coffee and had a Paul Hollywood look alike put some seriously skilled moves on me. Smooth as that one, even had the brain thinking that a big shag before breakfast would be lovely, wonder if that beard is nicely conditioned and not tickly on the girly bits. Anyway bid him farewell and good luck with his day and squelched my way back along Piccadilly.
So still in my tights that kept me warm, a few more thoughts about Paul Hollywood doing me from behind, and I suppose I had better get some breakfast into me and productive.
The only question is do I stay in the lubricious Mr Hollywood induced state or do I dolly up in stockings and maybe /maybe not?
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Well that delicious view also makes me wonder if a beard would tickle the girly bits...Time zones finally got me. I'm pretty generous with the odd anti-histamine and melatonin to fudge the brain but it had enough of that and had me up at 3am. Old trusty and some ipad porn hit the spot but after 2 hours of jilling around, I finally gave up the ghost and went out for a pre-dawn walk around the park and streets. Had a coffee and had a Paul Hollywood look alike put some seriously skilled moves on me. Smooth as that one, even had the brain thinking that a big shag before breakfast would be lovely, wonder if that beard is nicely conditioned and not tickly on the girly bits. Anyway bid him farewell and good luck with his day and squelched my way back along Piccadilly.
So still in my tights that kept me warm, a few more thoughts about Paul Hollywood doing me from behind, and I suppose I had better get some breakfast into me and productive.
The only question is do I stay in the lubricious Mr Hollywood induced state or do I dolly up in stockings and maybe /maybe not?
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Time zones finally got me. I'm pretty generous with the odd anti-histamine and melatonin to fudge the brain but it had enough of that and had me up at 3am. Old trusty and some ipad porn hit the spot but after 2 hours of jilling around, I finally gave up the ghost and went out for a pre-dawn walk around the park and streets. Had a coffee and had a Paul Hollywood look alike put some seriously skilled moves on me. Smooth as that one, even had the brain thinking that a big shag before breakfast would be lovely, wonder if that beard is nicely conditioned and not tickly on the girly bits. Anyway bid him farewell and good luck with his day and squelched my way back along Piccadilly.
So still in my tights that kept me warm, a few more thoughts about Paul Hollywood doing me from behind, and I suppose I had better get some breakfast into me and productive.
The only question is do I stay in the lubricious Mr Hollywood induced state or do I dolly up in stockings and maybe /maybe not?
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