Damn, she Justa did it again. Still nothing to see.

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

I accept, thank you.

You are welcome. Well I should offer something with a pointless ramble

 

[EndlessNameless]

You are welcome. Well I should offer something with a pointless ramble

Don't you know we are here for the articles? I mean who is attracted to titties anyway?

 

[AlliaPotestas]

Don't you know we are here for the articles? I mean who is attracted to titties anyway?

I may now dream of handbras

Someone needs to make that for TV, I’d watch

 

[Youngsunghero]

Well happy Saturday. Been a busy day for me.

But here is a rainbow on my lake
http://i.imgur.com/lHM5zWGm.jpg

And here is my butt
http://i.imgur.com/eGugzvFm.jpg

And here are my boobs
http://i.imgur.com/l8HAmEmm.jpg

Follow the rainbow until you reach the end, where you will find a pot of gold. Yeah that's right, that pot is your golden sexy ass. The things I could do...

 

[Todger65]

Well that was an interesting read for a Sunday morning. I rarely remember dreams never mind ones with loads of named characters.

I love seeing rainbows, but don’t often get them here.

 

[Wld1936]

Well happy Saturday. Been a busy day for me.

But here is a rainbow on my lake
http://i.imgur.com/lHM5zWGm.jpg

And here is my butt
http://i.imgur.com/eGugzvFm.jpg

And here are my boobs
http://i.imgur.com/l8HAmEmm.jpg

I am still at 18 chickens and holding.

I had an interesting dream last night about something I saw on Lit. No, it wasn’t sexual. It was a bad horror movie. Inbred mutants. Ok, the main character was a picture that I saw here. It was one of those taken off the web and heavily photoshopped badly I assume to prevent a reverse image search. But face and body where highly warped, hair was bleached out to white, and the background was woods. I guess the face work and the warped skeletal structure of the body kind of stuck in my head along the lines of inbred royalty, and the white hair and woods kind of prompted Wrong Turn. So, in my dream, the main mutants are Hilda May, above, and her uncle brother daddy baby daddy, Bubba Bo. Ok, yeah yeah what, uncle brother daddy baby day? Ok, let me introduce more of the clan, follow along. Hilda May’s mother is Willie Jean. Willie Jean’s father is Bobby Moe. Bobby Moe is also Bubba Bo’s father. So Willie Jean and Bubba Bo are brother and sister, this Bubba Bo is Hilda May’s uncle. Now, Willie Jean is also the mother of Bubba Bo. Yes, Bobby Moe sele his daughter had a son together, and that is Bubba Bo. Now, who is Hilda May’s father? None other than Bubba Bo. Yes, he was his mother’s first son. After was Adam John, Marty Moe, Gertrude Jane, Larry Lorne, Clyde Bo, a guy whose name I don’t remember, and finally Hilda May. So now Bubba Bo is her uncle brother daddy. And baby daddy, well you guessed it Hilda May’s daughter, Bobby Sue, is also the daughter of Bubba Bo. So uncle brother daddy baby daddy.

Now, they have a new way to catch people to eat. Rather than disable cars, they use Hilda May as bait. She just walks along the roadside naked, and leads anyone who stops deeper into the woods. If she keeps moving, they just think they are chasing a naked chick who “needs help”. This run was a group of college freshman on their way to California for spring break. So she does her thing, leads them off, then she stops, they stop and get a good look and see something is very off. Too late though, she lead them into an ambush by her clan. Bubba Bo and gang only kill one, and imprison the other 4 in a cave cage. See, meat rots without electricity, so ideally they have prisoners. Hilda May actually mans the prison while caring for Bobby Sue. Because of her time spent manning the prisoners, she actually has a vocabulary capable of conversing with outsiders. Well, one of the college kids, Mike, and her talk a lot. It started as him trying to save his save his life, then pass the time. Well every few day’s Bubba Bo takes out another boy, kills him and butchers him. 3 to 4 days is about as long as the dark cave can keep a corpse edible. Hilda May keeps avoiding giving Mike to Bubba Bo, and has him take another instead. So now, Mike has been with Hilda May for about two weeks, watching his 4 other friend’s die. Hilda May makes a sexual overature to him. I mean getting other genes in the pool is a good idea. Mike knows he is almost out of time, and Hilda May and him are friends, so he is playing his cards right in hopes she will let him run away. She takes him out of the cage, and leads him to a spot in the woods. They screw, and then they start to leave and she points him in the direction of the road. He starts to head that direction, and she decapitates him from behind. She then butchers him, makes a hand bra, literally, to look sexy for Bubba Bo, and a makes a nice dinner especially for him. Guess blood is thicker than water.

That was my second best horror movie dream ever. First was still one of my zombie dreams. Many years ago. The dream begins with hubby taking me to visit this old house and a bunch of friends. We end up staying in a bedroom that has bunk beds. I claim top, of course. I want to take a nap as it was a long drive and I feel a little car sick. While laying in bed I notice the ceiling tiles is off. I go to reseat it, and I see there is a box. In the box is old pictures of my aunt and letters. In reality, makes no sense as I don’t know this house, but whatever, Aunt I am speaking of is my dad’s sister. Ok my grandparents are weird. They act like their children are perfect angels and god’s gift to the earth. Really, my dad is a hard core alcohol with a bd temper towards his wives and girlfriends, as well as bar fights and DUIs. For a while, I actually thought my aunt was the perfect angel I was lead to believe. Well she was by the time I remember her. Married to a super nice, albeit older man. Amazing house, cars, no kids (they eventually had one) travelled, had a satellite dish, a game room with air hockey, pool table, foosball, arcade games, a pool, a sauna, a perfect dog. They were the perfect couple. Now what I was too young to remember was at 16 she was a teenage rebel bitch, drinking and smoking and age appropriate drug use, and her now husband was her then 27 year old boyfriend whom she was banned from seeing and thus snuck around and even ran away with him. All is well that ends well, he is really a great guy, got her sober, in college, and gave her a great life. They travelled down here maybe two years ago.

Anyway, I found all this stuff from her 16 year old self. After enjoying seeing this side of ms perfect, I took my nap. I woke up, alone, and headed of the room. I walk into another room to a group of people all huddled over something. Finally realize it is people eating a person, they are zombies, and oh my god, my husband is one. He tries to stop me but I run. The house has a ton of people, all zombies. The keep blocking me and grabbing my arms, as I keep running. From the 3rd story to the first, and out the door. I look for help, I see someone, then see it is another zombie. I have no idea where I am, but I just keep running, looking for humans, but I keep finding zombies. I end up feeling cornered by a group of zombies, and my only way out is to run through a fenced back yard. In the back yard is a pit bull on a chain. I go for it, better than the zombies, and I just have to make it to the other side. Again, on a chain, can’t jump the fence. I jump in and run. Dog comes at me. I try to block it with my hand, and to just keep running. It latches on to my hand. As I try to get it off me, I see so much flesh and muscle damage, like it’s teeth are tearing like paper, no pain, and no blood. It then hits me that I am a zombie. So I free myself, and head back to my husband and friends to apologize for the freak out. They weren’t trying to hurt me, they were trying to explain and show me. It was my favorite, as I was the main character, so I felt the excitement of finding secrets from the past, I felt the fear of my life ending from the zombies, and I felt the relief of learning where I belong.

Yeah, I enjoy bad horror movies. I don’t know why. Zombies, mutants, vampires are probably my favorites.

So, how is that for a sexy Saturday post?

I love these pic! The ass pic! So sexy a d your boobs!

 

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

Don't you know we are here for the articles? I mean who is attracted to titties anyway?

Well, then I guess I should start giving a fuck about what I write.

I may now dream of handbras

Someone needs to make that for TV, I’d watch

Sorry if you dream of handbras. Not everyone likes B horror movies. I blame my dad. He watches a ton. And since I always visited at holiday time, it was holiday themed movies. Christmas was the Silent Night Deadly Night series. Nothing says Christmas to a little girl more than Santa impaling a naked chick on deer antlers. Hum, guess I know how I got to be so weird.

And it could totally be a syfy movie.

Follow the rainbow until you reach the end, where you will find a pot of gold. Yeah that's right, that pot is your golden sexy ass. The things I could do...

just watch out for those leprechauns, they may be little, but they are real assholes

Well that was an interesting read for a Sunday morning. I rarely remember dreams never mind ones with loads of named characters.

I love seeing rainbows, but don’t often get them here.

haha, yeah, I actually don't remember most of mine either, but every once in a while one sticks. Don't we all like rainbows. you see them a lot in summer in florida. it rains most every day, often while the sun is out.

I love these pic! The ass pic! So sexy a d your boobs!

thank you.

 

[charterguy05]

Well happy Saturday. Been a busy day for me.

But here is a rainbow on my lake
http://i.imgur.com/lHM5zWGm.jpg

And here is my butt
http://i.imgur.com/eGugzvFm.jpg

And here are my boobs
http://i.imgur.com/l8HAmEmm.jpg

I am still at 18 chickens and holding.

I had an interesting dream last night about something I saw on Lit. No, it wasn’t sexual. It was a bad horror movie. Inbred mutants. Ok, the main character was a picture that I saw here. It was one of those taken off the web and heavily photoshopped badly I assume to prevent a reverse image search. But face and body where highly warped, hair was bleached out to white, and the background was woods. I guess the face work and the warped skeletal structure of the body kind of stuck in my head along the lines of inbred royalty, and the white hair and woods kind of prompted Wrong Turn. So, in my dream, the main mutants are Hilda May, above, and her uncle brother daddy baby daddy, Bubba Bo. Ok, yeah yeah what, uncle brother daddy baby day? Ok, let me introduce more of the clan, follow along. Hilda May’s mother is Willie Jean. Willie Jean’s father is Bobby Moe. Bobby Moe is also Bubba Bo’s father. So Willie Jean and Bubba Bo are brother and sister, this Bubba Bo is Hilda May’s uncle. Now, Willie Jean is also the mother of Bubba Bo. Yes, Bobby Moe sele his daughter had a son together, and that is Bubba Bo. Now, who is Hilda May’s father? None other than Bubba Bo. Yes, he was his mother’s first son. After was Adam John, Marty Moe, Gertrude Jane, Larry Lorne, Clyde Bo, a guy whose name I don’t remember, and finally Hilda May. So now Bubba Bo is her uncle brother daddy. And baby daddy, well you guessed it Hilda May’s daughter, Bobby Sue, is also the daughter of Bubba Bo. So uncle brother daddy baby daddy.

Now, they have a new way to catch people to eat. Rather than disable cars, they use Hilda May as bait. She just walks along the roadside naked, and leads anyone who stops deeper into the woods. If she keeps moving, they just think they are chasing a naked chick who “needs help”. This run was a group of college freshman on their way to California for spring break. So she does her thing, leads them off, then she stops, they stop and get a good look and see something is very off. Too late though, she lead them into an ambush by her clan. Bubba Bo and gang only kill one, and imprison the other 4 in a cave cage. See, meat rots without electricity, so ideally they have prisoners. Hilda May actually mans the prison while caring for Bobby Sue. Because of her time spent manning the prisoners, she actually has a vocabulary capable of conversing with outsiders. Well, one of the college kids, Mike, and her talk a lot. It started as him trying to save his save his life, then pass the time. Well every few day’s Bubba Bo takes out another boy, kills him and butchers him. 3 to 4 days is about as long as the dark cave can keep a corpse edible. Hilda May keeps avoiding giving Mike to Bubba Bo, and has him take another instead. So now, Mike has been with Hilda May for about two weeks, watching his 4 other friend’s die. Hilda May makes a sexual overature to him. I mean getting other genes in the pool is a good idea. Mike knows he is almost out of time, and Hilda May and him are friends, so he is playing his cards right in hopes she will let him run away. She takes him out of the cage, and leads him to a spot in the woods. They screw, and then they start to leave and she points him in the direction of the road. He starts to head that direction, and she decapitates him from behind. She then butchers him, makes a hand bra, literally, to look sexy for Bubba Bo, and a makes a nice dinner especially for him. Guess blood is thicker than water.

That was my second best horror movie dream ever. First was still one of my zombie dreams. Many years ago. The dream begins with hubby taking me to visit this old house and a bunch of friends. We end up staying in a bedroom that has bunk beds. I claim top, of course. I want to take a nap as it was a long drive and I feel a little car sick. While laying in bed I notice the ceiling tiles is off. I go to reseat it, and I see there is a box. In the box is old pictures of my aunt and letters. In reality, makes no sense as I don’t know this house, but whatever, Aunt I am speaking of is my dad’s sister. Ok my grandparents are weird. They act like their children are perfect angels and god’s gift to the earth. Really, my dad is a hard core alcohol with a bd temper towards his wives and girlfriends, as well as bar fights and DUIs. For a while, I actually thought my aunt was the perfect angel I was lead to believe. Well she was by the time I remember her. Married to a super nice, albeit older man. Amazing house, cars, no kids (they eventually had one) travelled, had a satellite dish, a game room with air hockey, pool table, foosball, arcade games, a pool, a sauna, a perfect dog. They were the perfect couple. Now what I was too young to remember was at 16 she was a teenage rebel bitch, drinking and smoking and age appropriate drug use, and her now husband was her then 27 year old boyfriend whom she was banned from seeing and thus snuck around and even ran away with him. All is well that ends well, he is really a great guy, got her sober, in college, and gave her a great life. They travelled down here maybe two years ago.

Anyway, I found all this stuff from her 16 year old self. After enjoying seeing this side of ms perfect, I took my nap. I woke up, alone, and headed of the room. I walk into another room to a group of people all huddled over something. Finally realize it is people eating a person, they are zombies, and oh my god, my husband is one. He tries to stop me but I run. The house has a ton of people, all zombies. The keep blocking me and grabbing my arms, as I keep running. From the 3rd story to the first, and out the door. I look for help, I see someone, then see it is another zombie. I have no idea where I am, but I just keep running, looking for humans, but I keep finding zombies. I end up feeling cornered by a group of zombies, and my only way out is to run through a fenced back yard. In the back yard is a pit bull on a chain. I go for it, better than the zombies, and I just have to make it to the other side. Again, on a chain, can’t jump the fence. I jump in and run. Dog comes at me. I try to block it with my hand, and to just keep running. It latches on to my hand. As I try to get it off me, I see so much flesh and muscle damage, like it’s teeth are tearing like paper, no pain, and no blood. It then hits me that I am a zombie. So I free myself, and head back to my husband and friends to apologize for the freak out. They weren’t trying to hurt me, they were trying to explain and show me. It was my favorite, as I was the main character, so I felt the excitement of finding secrets from the past, I felt the fear of my life ending from the zombies, and I felt the relief of learning where I belong.

Yeah, I enjoy bad horror movies. I don’t know why. Zombies, mutants, vampires are probably my favorites.

So, how is that for a sexy Saturday post?

Nature is beautiful but not as sexy as you

 

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

Well happy Sunday. I redid my nails again. Current theme is insects and arachnids.

My middle finger was inspired by the peacock spider.
https://imgur.com/Zdd28iN
My ring and index by the Madagascan sunset moth
https://imgur.com/PszHffP
And the pinkie and thumb by the blue pleasant fungus beetle
https://imgur.com/ie1hYzI

Anyway, enjoy my nails
http://i.imgur.com/5ZeC0EWm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/TdQ8D1sm.jpg


http://i.imgur.com/KXx9ZrJm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/ibjPCDMm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/dKevgnvm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/NuiM9MFm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/Ek0M3pem.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/8QvXpx7m.jpg

 

[19jimbo99]

OK let's get this strait babygurl...you start with rainbows,digress into royal mutant cannibalism and mutant human sex...then zombie family members ??
Whoa Penelope maybe you should talk to DR Reid and schedule some couch time...just saying..now I see east bumblefuck is a really pretty part of the u.s. reminiscent of my old lake house on pine mountain lake in calif .but we didn't have all the action ...just golf and tennis,and fishing an horses an normal shit lol..

 

[pv2012]

Well happy Sunday. I redid my nails again. Current theme is insects and arachnids.

My middle finger was inspired by the peacock spider.

My ring and index by the Madagascan sunset moth

And the pinkie and thumb by the blue pleasant fungus beetle


Anyway, enjoy my nails

Beautiful nails, and the background isn't bad either

 

[wilderness]

Wonderful nail presentation. No really, I looked at them.

I’d want to join your zombie rainbow coalition .

 

[4soysauce2]

I have always admired the peacock spider. I hope they have a good sense of taste and smell to help them remember where they have been.

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

Well happy Sunday. I redid my nails again. Current theme is insects and arachnids.

My middle finger was inspired by the peacock spider.
https://imgur.com/Zdd28iN
My ring and index by the Madagascan sunset moth
https://imgur.com/PszHffP
And the pinkie and thumb by the blue pleasant fungus beetle
https://imgur.com/ie1hYzI

Anyway, enjoy my nails
http://i.imgur.com/5ZeC0EWm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/TdQ8D1sm.jpg


http://i.imgur.com/KXx9ZrJm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/ibjPCDMm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/dKevgnvm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/NuiM9MFm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/Ek0M3pem.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/8QvXpx7m.jpg

Your nails look great. It took a while for me to find them in each picture, but i stuck to it and eventually found them in all but the second last one. Still looking...

 

[Willingtoshare]

Nails look great as does the rest of you! They could leave a decent mark upon ones skin...

 

[draconus_infernus]

Well happy Saturday. Been a busy day for me.

But here is a rainbow on my lake
http://i.imgur.com/lHM5zWGm.jpg

And here is my butt
http://i.imgur.com/eGugzvFm.jpg

And here are my boobs
http://i.imgur.com/l8HAmEmm.jpg

I am still at 18 chickens and holding.

I had an interesting dream last night about something I saw on Lit. No, it wasn’t sexual. It was a bad horror movie. Inbred mutants. Ok, the main character was a picture that I saw here. It was one of those taken off the web and heavily photoshopped badly I assume to prevent a reverse image search. But face and body where highly warped, hair was bleached out to white, and the background was woods. I guess the face work and the warped skeletal structure of the body kind of stuck in my head along the lines of inbred royalty, and the white hair and woods kind of prompted Wrong Turn. So, in my dream, the main mutants are Hilda May, above, and her uncle brother daddy baby daddy, Bubba Bo. Ok, yeah yeah what, uncle brother daddy baby day? Ok, let me introduce more of the clan, follow along. Hilda May’s mother is Willie Jean. Willie Jean’s father is Bobby Moe. Bobby Moe is also Bubba Bo’s father. So Willie Jean and Bubba Bo are brother and sister, this Bubba Bo is Hilda May’s uncle. Now, Willie Jean is also the mother of Bubba Bo. Yes, Bobby Moe sele his daughter had a son together, and that is Bubba Bo. Now, who is Hilda May’s father? None other than Bubba Bo. Yes, he was his mother’s first son. After was Adam John, Marty Moe, Gertrude Jane, Larry Lorne, Clyde Bo, a guy whose name I don’t remember, and finally Hilda May. So now Bubba Bo is her uncle brother daddy. And baby daddy, well you guessed it Hilda May’s daughter, Bobby Sue, is also the daughter of Bubba Bo. So uncle brother daddy baby daddy.

Now, they have a new way to catch people to eat. Rather than disable cars, they use Hilda May as bait. She just walks along the roadside naked, and leads anyone who stops deeper into the woods. If she keeps moving, they just think they are chasing a naked chick who “needs help”. This run was a group of college freshman on their way to California for spring break. So she does her thing, leads them off, then she stops, they stop and get a good look and see something is very off. Too late though, she lead them into an ambush by her clan. Bubba Bo and gang only kill one, and imprison the other 4 in a cave cage. See, meat rots without electricity, so ideally they have prisoners. Hilda May actually mans the prison while caring for Bobby Sue. Because of her time spent manning the prisoners, she actually has a vocabulary capable of conversing with outsiders. Well, one of the college kids, Mike, and her talk a lot. It started as him trying to save his save his life, then pass the time. Well every few day’s Bubba Bo takes out another boy, kills him and butchers him. 3 to 4 days is about as long as the dark cave can keep a corpse edible. Hilda May keeps avoiding giving Mike to Bubba Bo, and has him take another instead. So now, Mike has been with Hilda May for about two weeks, watching his 4 other friend’s die. Hilda May makes a sexual overature to him. I mean getting other genes in the pool is a good idea. Mike knows he is almost out of time, and Hilda May and him are friends, so he is playing his cards right in hopes she will let him run away. She takes him out of the cage, and leads him to a spot in the woods. They screw, and then they start to leave and she points him in the direction of the road. He starts to head that direction, and she decapitates him from behind. She then butchers him, makes a hand bra, literally, to look sexy for Bubba Bo, and a makes a nice dinner especially for him. Guess blood is thicker than water.

That was my second best horror movie dream ever. First was still one of my zombie dreams. Many years ago. The dream begins with hubby taking me to visit this old house and a bunch of friends. We end up staying in a bedroom that has bunk beds. I claim top, of course. I want to take a nap as it was a long drive and I feel a little car sick. While laying in bed I notice the ceiling tiles is off. I go to reseat it, and I see there is a box. In the box is old pictures of my aunt and letters. In reality, makes no sense as I don’t know this house, but whatever, Aunt I am speaking of is my dad’s sister. Ok my grandparents are weird. They act like their children are perfect angels and god’s gift to the earth. Really, my dad is a hard core alcohol with a bd temper towards his wives and girlfriends, as well as bar fights and DUIs. For a while, I actually thought my aunt was the perfect angel I was lead to believe. Well she was by the time I remember her. Married to a super nice, albeit older man. Amazing house, cars, no kids (they eventually had one) travelled, had a satellite dish, a game room with air hockey, pool table, foosball, arcade games, a pool, a sauna, a perfect dog. They were the perfect couple. Now what I was too young to remember was at 16 she was a teenage rebel bitch, drinking and smoking and age appropriate drug use, and her now husband was her then 27 year old boyfriend whom she was banned from seeing and thus snuck around and even ran away with him. All is well that ends well, he is really a great guy, got her sober, in college, and gave her a great life. They travelled down here maybe two years ago.

Anyway, I found all this stuff from her 16 year old self. After enjoying seeing this side of ms perfect, I took my nap. I woke up, alone, and headed of the room. I walk into another room to a group of people all huddled over something. Finally realize it is people eating a person, they are zombies, and oh my god, my husband is one. He tries to stop me but I run. The house has a ton of people, all zombies. The keep blocking me and grabbing my arms, as I keep running. From the 3rd story to the first, and out the door. I look for help, I see someone, then see it is another zombie. I have no idea where I am, but I just keep running, looking for humans, but I keep finding zombies. I end up feeling cornered by a group of zombies, and my only way out is to run through a fenced back yard. In the back yard is a pit bull on a chain. I go for it, better than the zombies, and I just have to make it to the other side. Again, on a chain, can’t jump the fence. I jump in and run. Dog comes at me. I try to block it with my hand, and to just keep running. It latches on to my hand. As I try to get it off me, I see so much flesh and muscle damage, like it’s teeth are tearing like paper, no pain, and no blood. It then hits me that I am a zombie. So I free myself, and head back to my husband and friends to apologize for the freak out. They weren’t trying to hurt me, they were trying to explain and show me. It was my favorite, as I was the main character, so I felt the excitement of finding secrets from the past, I felt the fear of my life ending from the zombies, and I felt the relief of learning where I belong.

Yeah, I enjoy bad horror movies. I don’t know why. Zombies, mutants, vampires are probably my favorites.

So, how is that for a sexy Saturday post?

Are your tits and ass the treasure at the end of the rainbow?

Have you ever considered writing out these horror dreams as a full narrative? These sound really interesting. I would buy these if they were books.

 

[Todger65]

Interesting references to how your nails are painted, bu I got distracted with your soft and latterly wet skin in the pics.

 

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

Beautiful nails, and the background isn't bad either

Thank you.

Wonderful nail presentation. No really, I looked at them.

I’d want to join your zombie rainbow coalition .

Aw thanks. Ok um what inspiration would your zombie self like me to draw from when doing you nails.

I have always admired the peacock spider. I hope they have a good sense of taste and smell to help them remember where they have been.

They are really cool looking. Plus a spider that looks happy, pretty, and is smaller than a pencil eraser is my kind of spider

Your nails look great. It took a while for me to find them in each picture, but i stuck to it and eventually found them in all but the second last one. Still looking...

Thank you. Glad you took the time to look. Keep looking and I am sure it will just pop right up like those 3d posters.

Nails look great as does the rest of you! They could leave a decent mark upon ones skin...

Thank you. And they could probably, but i keep them real rounded and smooth so not as bad as it could be.

Are your tits and ass the treasure at the end of the rainbow?

Have you ever considered writing out these horror dreams as a full narrative? These sound really interesting. I would buy these if they were books.

Well the lucky charms box didn't mention tits. There was a moon though.

I haven't. I could maybe write a short story. I used to. I am more the couple page kind if girl. The closest thing to long books was high school. Cell phones and shit didn't exist, class was often boring, and friends were often broke among classes. We constantly had 2 notebooks circulating and after you finished one, you would pass it to the next member you saw. One book was just our thoughts, making plans, etc. Basically the kind of shit people text, im, or email now. The other book was a story, each person wrote a page of the story, then passed it. In the end it was a 100 page book. A book of crap. I'd be trying to make a classy elegant chick, abd next chick would put her is green tights. But, thinking about this, they were almost always pornographic, so i guess I have written erotic stories, just with 7 other girls.

Interesting references to how your nails are painted, bu I got distracted with your soft and latterly wet skin in the pics.

Thanks. I participate in nail challenges. Actually this was my challenge this time. A lot of creative bored moms out there

And they are all beautiful

Thank you.

 

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

So the rainbow talk made me think about leprechauns which went to lucky charms which made me remember an old silly thing about how the favorite thing in a lucky charms box describes your bedroom personality.

Anyone care to share your favorite. Well from that time anyway
pink hearts, yellow moons, orange stars, green clovers, blue diamonds, purple horseshoes? Or were you weird and liked the cereal thing and not the marshmallows?

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

So the rainbow talk made me think about leprechauns which went to lucky charms which made me remember an old silly thing about how the favorite thing in a lucky charms box describes your bedroom personality.

Anyone care to share your favorite. Well from that time anyway
pink hearts, yellow moons, orange stars, green clovers, blue diamonds, purple horseshoes? Or were you weird and liked the cereal thing and not the marshmallows?

Okay, I'll play. Its been 40 years since i ate lucky charms. I remember liking green clovers. Did the horseshoes use to be a different colour? I remember them being a fav but not being purple.

 

[Saucy_Minx_2_Flirt_With]

Well happy Sunday. I redid my nails again. Current theme is insects and arachnids.

My middle finger was inspired by the peacock spider.
https://imgur.com/Zdd28iN
My ring and index by the Madagascan sunset moth
https://imgur.com/PszHffP
And the pinkie and thumb by the blue pleasant fungus beetle
https://imgur.com/ie1hYzI

Anyway, enjoy my nails
http://i.imgur.com/5ZeC0EWm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/TdQ8D1sm.jpg


http://i.imgur.com/KXx9ZrJm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/ibjPCDMm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/dKevgnvm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/NuiM9MFm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/Ek0M3pem.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/8QvXpx7m.jpg

I always love seeing your nails and ummmmmm you know

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

 

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

Okay, I'll play. Its been 40 years since i ate lucky charms. I remember liking green clovers. Did the horseshoes use to be a different colour? I remember them being a fav but not being purple.

I am pretty sure it was always purple except for special swirled rainbow branding.

Ok green clover is happy go lucky in the bedroom type of person. You don't take things too seriously and you always have a good time. You probably find depressed and melancholy people rather difficult to spend a significant amout of time with.

And the horseshoe is the experimentalist. Not afraid to go there, whether it be handcuffs, or a swing, or body painting with pudding. You prefer variety in the bedroom and in life. You are often spontaneous and have a touch of modern flair.

 

[Justadesperatewifeandmom]

I always love seeing your nails and ummmmmm you know

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

Thank you. I hope your sunday goes well too.

 

[Cogan]

Well happy Sunday. I redid my nails again. Current theme is insects and arachnids.

My middle finger was inspired by the peacock spider.
https://imgur.com/Zdd28iN
My ring and index by the Madagascan sunset moth
https://imgur.com/PszHffP
And the pinkie and thumb by the blue pleasant fungus beetle
https://imgur.com/ie1hYzI

Anyway, enjoy my nails
http://i.imgur.com/5ZeC0EWm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/TdQ8D1sm.jpg


http://i.imgur.com/KXx9ZrJm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/ibjPCDMm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/dKevgnvm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/NuiM9MFm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/Ek0M3pem.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/8QvXpx7m.jpg

Lovely nails! I would love to have those scratching my balls, sorry, I mean back.

 

[hairball18]

Well happy Sunday. I redid my nails again. Current theme is insects and arachnids.

My middle finger was inspired by the peacock spider.
https://imgur.com/Zdd28iN
My ring and index by the Madagascan sunset moth
https://imgur.com/PszHffP
And the pinkie and thumb by the blue pleasant fungus beetle
https://imgur.com/ie1hYzI

Anyway, enjoy my nails
http://i.imgur.com/5ZeC0EWm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/TdQ8D1sm.jpg


http://i.imgur.com/KXx9ZrJm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/ibjPCDMm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/dKevgnvm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/NuiM9MFm.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/Ek0M3pem.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/8QvXpx7m.jpg

I like what you get to play with.