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First, may I apologise to those reading this thread if they feel they have been offended.

Second, I will not share an argument online with someone virtually standing next to me. I hope that is perfectly clear to a certain individual.




Perfectly clear. I've been here almost as long as you, and you have long stood as a beacon of what Lit really is about. Fear not to open another thread, despite whatever grievances others may carry. Shine on, sweet Sienna. Be you, and no one else. :cool:
 
Your pictures are always tender and erotic.

You have a pair of the most beautiful breasts
 
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Never felt the least bit offended by you dear.

Please continue to do
that voodoo
that you do.


So welllllll....
 
Perfectly clear. I've been here almost as long as you, and you have long stood as a beacon of what Lit really is about. Fear not to open another thread, despite whatever grievances others may carry. Shine on, sweet Sienna. Be you, and no one else. :cool:
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Never felt the least bit offended by you dear.
Please continue to do
that voodoo
that you do.
So welllllll....
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Thank you for your much needed support :) :kiss::kiss:
 
Perfectly clear. I've been here almost as long as you, and you have long stood as a beacon of what Lit really is about. Fear not to open another thread, despite whatever grievances others may carry. Shine on, sweet Sienna. Be you, and no one else. :cool:

Perfectly put.
 
A night of begging.
In the morning there was great admiration and groping of the beautiful naked wife.
It was a rough day at work.
Home late for work and I was crazed and horny.
I begged.
I really begged.
She said I needed a nice relaxing hand job with Ponds. (Ponds Cold Cream)
She did.
I begged more.
She did it slower.
I begged more yet.
She kept stopping.
I trembled and begged.
She kept pushing me to the edge of orgasm and stopping.
And I kept begging.
Just as I was really approaching orgasm...............
She stopped.
I throbbed.
I begged.
Then, a little cum dribbled out.
But she stopped, so there was no throb to make it an orgasm.
She placed her wonderful breast in me face while more cum just slowly dribbled.
Then we cuddled.
She explained that I am going to be horny for a while.
We cuddled more.
She giggled.
:heart::heart::heart::heart::heart::heart::heart:
 

Aye, I desire a life of slow and sensual, where softness and taste mingle, where the sensitive is persuasive, and touch lingers.

(however, life is seemingly fast and enraging, where I am usually behind in my reading, sleep deprived, always hungry, and usually on the edge of either success, or looking into a 14 foot ocean wave that is about to tumble me, and bounce my head off the sand)
 
Aye, I desire a life of slow and sensual, where softness and taste mingle, where the sensitive is persuasive, and touch lingers...

(however, life is seemingly fast and enraging, where I am usually behind in my reading, sleep deprived, always hungry, and usually on the edge of either success, or looking into a 14 foot ocean wave that is about to tumble me, and bounce my head off the sand)
You need a better lifestyle with a g/f that cares for you my love ;):D
Whatever you do, don't get married.


 
 
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