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kjtatts said:Thank you
The new digs are okay. I'm living in a pole house which is just like a grown ups version of a tree house!
And I'm sure the cam is in the box with my speakers.....
Hmmm... I like the word 'pole'......
I could be very, very "cheeky" and say I've got a pole that you could climb, but I'm not that cheeky
....or maybe I am 
!Tell me more about your pole house, sounds fascinating...Are you up high?
It sounds nice, will you share some pics...I've always wanted a grown up tree house...
btw, the story I started about a certain lovely, tattooed substitute teacher is actually finished..(well actually the first story of 3 is.) I am actually about to proof it, and I will send it your way...
mcopado said:I could be very, very "cheeky" and say I've got a pole that you could climb, but I'm not that cheeky
Tell me more about your pole house, sounds fascinating...Are you up high?
It sounds nice, will you share some pics...I've always wanted a grown up tree house...
btw, the story I started about a certain lovely, tattooed substitute teacher is actually finished..(well actually the first story of 3 is.) I am actually about to proof it, and I will send it your way...
Yes! That would be fantastic! Thank you!
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Here it is love...The complete story which you inspired. Actually it is the first story in a trilogy.... (You are a saucy wench)
It is put here in 2 sections, to tease you a bit...
The Sub-stitute
(Part One)
As I close up my classroom for the week I hear what appears to be moans coming from the classroom next to mine.... I had heard there was a new substitute teacher taking over the room for the rest of the term, but haven't yet met you. One of my colleagues had told me, quite with distaste that “You wouldn’t believe that hussy of a new substitute the principal just hired, she’s a foreigner, and she has tattoos and piercings, like some common whore.”
Of course my colleague is an old bat of a teacher who should have retired years ago, and has no sense of current styles. Me of course, being of a younger more liberal mindset (despite turning 40 this summer), thought that the new sub would probably relate to her young charges very well.
I move closer to your door, the sounds of moaning growing ever more insistent. I think perhaps that you, the new teacher has hurt yourself, and all alone on a Friday afternoon, in a nearly empty school, you'd need my help.
I push open the door and see a vision of loveliness perched on a desk in front of an empty classroom... Your hair is raven’s wing black, which sets off the cream of your alabaster skin. Your face, perfect as any can be, adorned by glasses and crowned by a pair of full, extremely kissable lips. A pair of silk slacks lay casually on the floor, while your conservative blouse hangs loosely from milky shoulders.
Perhaps the first day was a little stressful (I know it can be) and you needed some relief before driving home, maybe all the young men (or women?) in their budding sexuality had over come your sense of propriety, or perhaps…maybe…you had seen me, the tall, graying and (to some) still handsome teacher in the next room...Could I be the source of your fantasy?!?
I stand in the doorway for seconds that seem like eternities, watching the erotic display in front of me...My own yearnings becoming evident as a hard presence in my slacks…
You tilt your head back and your fingers become more frantic as I slowly walk into your room...Perhaps it is the scraping of my shoe as I near you or maybe my own animal heat coming from my body, but you open your eyes, see me, and a startled gasp escapes those perfect lips of yours.
You stop suddenly, and begin to attempt to cover yourself, but I move swiftly to the desk and halt you, with a look of such hunger that you freeze in mid movement, your eyes wide as a doe's caught in the headlights of a car, your hand still touching the moist mound through your simple cotton panties
You start to say something but I silence you with a finger to my lips and pull your own chair up to the table, sitting so close between your spread thighs that I can't help but smell the moist muskiness that surrounds you.
My eyes lock on yours, and without breaking contact I run an index finger from the tip of your toe up one flexed knee...You shudder and another low gasp/moan escapes your lips... I lift your right foot to my mouth and my tongue licks out at your black painted toe... I place your toes fully into my mouth and my tongue licks at the gap between first and big toe...
You moan, laugh, and squirm at the sensation, and somewhat roughly, I pull you to the edge of the desk, my face squarely between your thighs....
Again, I lock my eyes on yours, and without breaking contact; I grab your damp hand and roughly bring it to my mouth, tasting your juices. Your arch your back and moan again, your other hand drops, either for protection or passion, I firmly move your fingers aside and lean down to replace them, at the barrier of your panties...with my extended tongue…
(end of Chapter 1)
It is put here in 2 sections, to tease you a bit...
The Sub-stitute Part One
The Sub-stitute
(Part One)
As I close up my classroom for the week I hear what appears to be moans coming from the classroom next to mine.... I had heard there was a new substitute teacher taking over the room for the rest of the term, but haven't yet met you. One of my colleagues had told me, quite with distaste that “You wouldn’t believe that hussy of a new substitute the principal just hired, she’s a foreigner, and she has tattoos and piercings, like some common whore.”
Of course my colleague is an old bat of a teacher who should have retired years ago, and has no sense of current styles. Me of course, being of a younger more liberal mindset (despite turning 40 this summer), thought that the new sub would probably relate to her young charges very well.
I move closer to your door, the sounds of moaning growing ever more insistent. I think perhaps that you, the new teacher has hurt yourself, and all alone on a Friday afternoon, in a nearly empty school, you'd need my help.
I push open the door and see a vision of loveliness perched on a desk in front of an empty classroom... Your hair is raven’s wing black, which sets off the cream of your alabaster skin. Your face, perfect as any can be, adorned by glasses and crowned by a pair of full, extremely kissable lips. A pair of silk slacks lay casually on the floor, while your conservative blouse hangs loosely from milky shoulders.
Perhaps the first day was a little stressful (I know it can be) and you needed some relief before driving home, maybe all the young men (or women?) in their budding sexuality had over come your sense of propriety, or perhaps…maybe…you had seen me, the tall, graying and (to some) still handsome teacher in the next room...Could I be the source of your fantasy?!?
I stand in the doorway for seconds that seem like eternities, watching the erotic display in front of me...My own yearnings becoming evident as a hard presence in my slacks…
You tilt your head back and your fingers become more frantic as I slowly walk into your room...Perhaps it is the scraping of my shoe as I near you or maybe my own animal heat coming from my body, but you open your eyes, see me, and a startled gasp escapes those perfect lips of yours.
You stop suddenly, and begin to attempt to cover yourself, but I move swiftly to the desk and halt you, with a look of such hunger that you freeze in mid movement, your eyes wide as a doe's caught in the headlights of a car, your hand still touching the moist mound through your simple cotton panties
You start to say something but I silence you with a finger to my lips and pull your own chair up to the table, sitting so close between your spread thighs that I can't help but smell the moist muskiness that surrounds you.
My eyes lock on yours, and without breaking contact I run an index finger from the tip of your toe up one flexed knee...You shudder and another low gasp/moan escapes your lips... I lift your right foot to my mouth and my tongue licks out at your black painted toe... I place your toes fully into my mouth and my tongue licks at the gap between first and big toe...
You moan, laugh, and squirm at the sensation, and somewhat roughly, I pull you to the edge of the desk, my face squarely between your thighs....
Again, I lock my eyes on yours, and without breaking contact; I grab your damp hand and roughly bring it to my mouth, tasting your juices. Your arch your back and moan again, your other hand drops, either for protection or passion, I firmly move your fingers aside and lean down to replace them, at the barrier of your panties...with my extended tongue…
(end of Chapter 1)
mcopado
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And the final installment of;
With my first heated lick, you arch forward, slamming yourself against me, an animalistic grunt escapes your mouth, driving me on to taste you fully, completely. You are beyond any simple concept of what it means to be “wet”; the material covering your mound has ceased to hold the fluid of your desire. As the cotton’s ability to contain it fails, your hot nectar floods my tongue, drowning it in a rich combination of flavors. The finest wine pales by comparison to you…
As I lick upward I’m greeted by a surprise; something small, harder than the flesh around it, your piercing. What matter of slut are you, I think, to have adorned the most sensitive and private of places? What creature of desire has driven me to this frenzy of need? My cock swells even more, enflamed by your wanton sexuality.
Driven beyond any sense of reason; heedless of any pain I may cause, the thumb and first two fingers of my right hand form a talon and I wrap it around the gusset of you panties, my knuckles driven rudely into your inner thighs. You scream in raw need as I tear away the sodden crotch of your panties, baring yourself to be devoured by me. A small gold ball gleams in the pink flesh of your pussy’s lips, your private dew coating it.
The tearing of your panties has released, somewhat, the uncontrolled passion-filled fury that overtook me, and with gentleness, my thumb caresses the silken folds of your pussy…across the golden ball…and onto your other hardness-your engorged clitoris. You writhe against it, hips arching as sweet obscenities fill the room.
I tease you with my fingers and thumb, willing you to the brink with my ministrations…bringing you close…so close to sweet release. Just as you begin to reach your explosive crescendo, when you would willingly choose death then un-fulfillment, I quickly bring my hand away.
A fresh, obscenity escapes your mouth, this one in protest from the exquisite pain that my hand’s departure has left you, yearning to come. You arch again, blindly trying to find my fingers…
Your sweet blasphemies are cut off by a sudden moan as my erect tongue plunges deeply into your hungry pussy, my chin pressed against the rosebud of your asshole. I drive in and out, fucking you hard as I drink of you. You ride my face, your breath ragged, as your passion builds higher…higher…higher…
You explode in a kaleidoscope of sensations, pain, pleasure, grief, loss, joy, and ecstasies beyond human words fills you, as you press hard against my face, releasing into my hungry mouth a new flood of flavors…your orgasm changes the very molecules of the slick honey pouring forth to slake my thirst…but it does not release me from my hunger.
I lean above you, my cheeks and chin glazed, dripping, and I look deeply into your wide eyes. My hands release the engorged, angry, red, bar of flesh from the confines of my zipper. Your eyes break contact with mine, and look down at what you have done to me. Another moan pours forth from your ruby lips, this one a plea for connection...for my cock inside of you.
You slide forward, your thighs widening as I push my way into your slick hole, heedless of the ruining of my trousers from your moisture. Your flesh parts as my engorged penis fills you, more fully than any man before, erasing the sense-memory of other cocks, as if mine was the first to penetrate you, as if mine was made only for you.
You wrap your legs around my hips, my hands gripping yours. For the first time I notice that your outer thighs and hips are a canvas of tattoos. Patterns of colors and whirls of lines wrap around your skin, and I am hypnotized as our bodies begin to move in an ancient rhythm of pleasure…our thrusts building in intensity.
I pull you against me as I drive in and out of you, and we kiss hungrily for the first time, your mouth tasting your own sweet juices. My hands slide up your body, and I slip your blouse further down your shoulders, our thrusts meeting and pulling apart as we move closer to our mutual explosion. My palms engulf your breasts, squeezing and I pull them out of your black bra. As I look down at them I moan into your mouth, for tribal patterns of colored ink covers them and a hoop pierces each erect nipple.
I move harder in and out of you, as once again the same beast that tore your panties rudely from you, begins to gain ascendance, in my brain. I pull hard at each nipple…you groan encouragement into my mouth, as my thrusts move us to the breaking point, my cock widening, driving deeply into you for but a few more quick thrusts. We scream into our kiss as we explode together, my own hot lava erupting into you, mingling with your own…. As we press into each other, the only movement, the quivering of our bodies…our eyes locked onto each other. And we try to calm our breathing.
I pull out of you, our combined fluids cascading over your desk. I kiss you once again, and as the gentleman in me returns, help you to re-dress. No words, no introductions, for now, escape our lips, as we attempt to regain our composure…For we hear in the distance the unmistakable sound of jingling keys, as the janitor makes his rounds.
I open the door for you, and signal which hallway for you to leave by. You linger for a moment, smiling, then make your way in the opposite direction of the nearing footsteps. I shake my head, flip off your light switch and lock your door…And head in the direction of the janitor’s whistling tune.
To Be Continued…
X12
(Ps I'll email you a microsoft word version if you'd like..) I submmitted it to lit so let's see if it get's rejected or not...
The Substitute Part One
With my first heated lick, you arch forward, slamming yourself against me, an animalistic grunt escapes your mouth, driving me on to taste you fully, completely. You are beyond any simple concept of what it means to be “wet”; the material covering your mound has ceased to hold the fluid of your desire. As the cotton’s ability to contain it fails, your hot nectar floods my tongue, drowning it in a rich combination of flavors. The finest wine pales by comparison to you…
As I lick upward I’m greeted by a surprise; something small, harder than the flesh around it, your piercing. What matter of slut are you, I think, to have adorned the most sensitive and private of places? What creature of desire has driven me to this frenzy of need? My cock swells even more, enflamed by your wanton sexuality.
Driven beyond any sense of reason; heedless of any pain I may cause, the thumb and first two fingers of my right hand form a talon and I wrap it around the gusset of you panties, my knuckles driven rudely into your inner thighs. You scream in raw need as I tear away the sodden crotch of your panties, baring yourself to be devoured by me. A small gold ball gleams in the pink flesh of your pussy’s lips, your private dew coating it.
The tearing of your panties has released, somewhat, the uncontrolled passion-filled fury that overtook me, and with gentleness, my thumb caresses the silken folds of your pussy…across the golden ball…and onto your other hardness-your engorged clitoris. You writhe against it, hips arching as sweet obscenities fill the room.
I tease you with my fingers and thumb, willing you to the brink with my ministrations…bringing you close…so close to sweet release. Just as you begin to reach your explosive crescendo, when you would willingly choose death then un-fulfillment, I quickly bring my hand away.
A fresh, obscenity escapes your mouth, this one in protest from the exquisite pain that my hand’s departure has left you, yearning to come. You arch again, blindly trying to find my fingers…
Your sweet blasphemies are cut off by a sudden moan as my erect tongue plunges deeply into your hungry pussy, my chin pressed against the rosebud of your asshole. I drive in and out, fucking you hard as I drink of you. You ride my face, your breath ragged, as your passion builds higher…higher…higher…
You explode in a kaleidoscope of sensations, pain, pleasure, grief, loss, joy, and ecstasies beyond human words fills you, as you press hard against my face, releasing into my hungry mouth a new flood of flavors…your orgasm changes the very molecules of the slick honey pouring forth to slake my thirst…but it does not release me from my hunger.
I lean above you, my cheeks and chin glazed, dripping, and I look deeply into your wide eyes. My hands release the engorged, angry, red, bar of flesh from the confines of my zipper. Your eyes break contact with mine, and look down at what you have done to me. Another moan pours forth from your ruby lips, this one a plea for connection...for my cock inside of you.
You slide forward, your thighs widening as I push my way into your slick hole, heedless of the ruining of my trousers from your moisture. Your flesh parts as my engorged penis fills you, more fully than any man before, erasing the sense-memory of other cocks, as if mine was the first to penetrate you, as if mine was made only for you.
You wrap your legs around my hips, my hands gripping yours. For the first time I notice that your outer thighs and hips are a canvas of tattoos. Patterns of colors and whirls of lines wrap around your skin, and I am hypnotized as our bodies begin to move in an ancient rhythm of pleasure…our thrusts building in intensity.
I pull you against me as I drive in and out of you, and we kiss hungrily for the first time, your mouth tasting your own sweet juices. My hands slide up your body, and I slip your blouse further down your shoulders, our thrusts meeting and pulling apart as we move closer to our mutual explosion. My palms engulf your breasts, squeezing and I pull them out of your black bra. As I look down at them I moan into your mouth, for tribal patterns of colored ink covers them and a hoop pierces each erect nipple.
I move harder in and out of you, as once again the same beast that tore your panties rudely from you, begins to gain ascendance, in my brain. I pull hard at each nipple…you groan encouragement into my mouth, as my thrusts move us to the breaking point, my cock widening, driving deeply into you for but a few more quick thrusts. We scream into our kiss as we explode together, my own hot lava erupting into you, mingling with your own…. As we press into each other, the only movement, the quivering of our bodies…our eyes locked onto each other. And we try to calm our breathing.
I pull out of you, our combined fluids cascading over your desk. I kiss you once again, and as the gentleman in me returns, help you to re-dress. No words, no introductions, for now, escape our lips, as we attempt to regain our composure…For we hear in the distance the unmistakable sound of jingling keys, as the janitor makes his rounds.
I open the door for you, and signal which hallway for you to leave by. You linger for a moment, smiling, then make your way in the opposite direction of the nearing footsteps. I shake my head, flip off your light switch and lock your door…And head in the direction of the janitor’s whistling tune.
To Be Continued…
X12(Ps I'll email you a microsoft word version if you'd like..) I submmitted it to lit so let's see if it get's rejected or not...
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hrnyhrny
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kjtatts said:Yes I moved... yes still a westy - of course!!
Life has been a bit up & down, living out of boxes and eating take aways has taken it's toll.... the jeans are far too tight now and my wobbly bits are wobblier! (as I have yet another cup of coffee and peanut brownie!) lol.
Luckily my new exercise regime is coming at me hard and fast, so I should get back on track by xmas.
I personally do not mind your wobbly bits being a bit wobblier. You wobble beautifully.
I am with the rest of the perverts here in saying good luck on your new regime and keep us posted with lots of pictures of your progress.
Should you not be back on track by xmas I am sure there will be no complaints from anyone here.Have a good move and thanks for your thread here on lit.
Chainzz
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Happy Anniversary wishes from me also ...
Looking back , , even seeing my reply to
your posts on your very first day of this thread ..
my how time has flown by ...
I've watched my little KJ go from a little girl
into a beautiful young lady ..
( ok , so I embelished for the purpose of
context , but you get my meaning )
Its been quite a ride darlin , and I must say ,
its been an absolute pleasure having you as
my friend here .
*raises his glass *
Here's to good friends , cheers KJ !
Chainz
Looking back , , even seeing my reply to
your posts on your very first day of this thread ..
my how time has flown by ...
I've watched my little KJ go from a little girl
into a beautiful young lady ..
( ok , so I embelished for the purpose of
context , but you get my meaning )
Its been quite a ride darlin , and I must say ,
its been an absolute pleasure having you as
my friend here .
*raises his glass *
Here's to good friends , cheers KJ !
Chainz
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KJ, Just going back thru the the thread to revisit your pics. This one is so sweet! 
https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=226198 ....that I had to comment on it.
Hope you're unpacking is going well
https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=226198 ....that I had to comment on it. Hope you're unpacking is going well
dave_L2LP said:KJ, Just going back thru the the thread to revisit your pics. This one is so sweet!
Hope you're unpacking is going well
Ahhh yes... that was from my trip to Melbourne a few years ago. Glad you like it, thank you.
hrnyhrny said:I personally do not mind your wobbly bits being a bit wobblier. You wobble beautifully.
I am with the rest of the perverts here in saying good luck on your new regime and keep us posted with lots of pictures of your progress.
Have a good move and thanks for your thread here on lit.
hehehe!
Thank you.
I won't be around as much as usual but I will try to make up for it....
I plan on working out very 'hard' to decrease the wobbly bits. LOL. I ran a short distance today and nearly gave myself a couple of black eyes. Mind you, 'he' isnt complaining....
Have a great rest of weekend everyone.
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kjtatts said:oh mcopado!
God Damn!!
What an erotic piece of writing! I love the whole 'naughty, horny teacher theme - LOVE IT!! You sure got me wiggling in my seat.....
I can't wait for the next installment!
Thanks,
I enjoyed imagining you spread out au plait for my thirsty tongue to enjoy...
So have you ever used a Kiwi Pavlova as foreplay??
Just wait till I get the next story together... This one should be posted on lit tomorrow.
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every time i see that beautiful tattooed body
and then see those sexxxxxxy feet along with it
https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=226198
damn it just sends me over the edge
you know a woman is beautiful when she makes sure even her feet are pretty.
and then see those sexxxxxxy feet along with it
https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=226198
damn it just sends me over the edge
you know a woman is beautiful when she makes sure even her feet are pretty.
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Hey KJ,
I checked out your stories. I've saved them so I can read them all offline. But I did just read "The Cubicle." That was an incredibly hot story. The imagery of your words had me visualizing the scene and the action. It Truly deserved the "H" rating.
BTW: I gave it a "5" it had me all the way to the end, wanting more, thanks so much.
wow...as beautiful as you
I checked out your stories. I've saved them so I can read them all offline. But I did just read "The Cubicle." That was an incredibly hot story. The imagery of your words had me visualizing the scene and the action. It Truly deserved the "H" rating.
BTW: I gave it a "5" it had me all the way to the end, wanting more, thanks so much.
wow...as beautiful as you
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kjtatts said:
Ullo luv ...
Hope by now you're getting settled in your new digs .
Missing the hell outta you here.Schedule conflicts
leave me online at odd times now .
Take care Beautiful ...
~ C ~
pic :
KJ
ornament ,
and my new
desktop pic .
Hope by now you're getting settled in your new digs .
Missing the hell outta you here.Schedule conflicts
leave me online at odd times now .
Take care Beautiful ...
~ C ~
pic :
KJ
ornament ,
and my new
desktop pic .
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kjtatts said:Hehehehe! Nice!
Hows it hanging Mister Elf?
Why do I suddenly feel like I belong in a hardware commercial. "3M, we have the right hook for all your hanging jobs"
Hey KJ
, good to see you're back...your front..the other bits...not been here this past week..busy at work..but not for long..holidays soon...yippeeeee!I figured out why they call the airline Virgin...not much room to move..a rather tight fit....
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Hey Baby,
The story I wrote about you went up 48 hours ago and already over almost 6,000 hits.....Since your are mentioned in the dedication, I wonder if it will result in more viewers to your thread...
So I guess I owe you the next part....Hopefully next week.
The story I wrote about you went up 48 hours ago and already over almost 6,000 hits.....Since your are mentioned in the dedication, I wonder if it will result in more viewers to your thread...
So I guess I owe you the next part....Hopefully next week.
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If I may say so, you are HOT!!! What makes you even hotter are your tattoos. You have my attention all the way =o) Please, feel free and share more cuz I know for a fact, I can never get enough. Makes my mouth very watery and here I am hoping that I can get my tongue all over your hot body and I'd love to keep my tongue in your hot and wet honey pot Keep it cumming........
Keep it cumming........
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kjtatts said:hehehe!
Thank you.
I won't be around as much as usual but I will try to make up for it....
I plan on working out very 'hard' to decrease the wobbly bits. LOL. I ran a short distance today and nearly gave myself a couple of black eyes. Mind you, 'he' isnt complaining....
Have a great rest of weekend everyone.
I understand that there are special "retainers" so that you minimize the black eyes, although the view will not be the same for anyone having the pleasure of seeing you run.
I have always loved seeing a woman do double dutch as she ran
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Nice ass! I think my husband is your newest fan...LOL. Love the ink too. We both have numerous tats. I especially liked the breast tat. I would never have the guts to get my whole breast done. You go girl!
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Hello Kinky.......
checkin' in,
last I heard,
you were movin'
'wished in with me..
digging my way
out of a hole
be back to play
you're special
High gang
last I heard,
you were movin'
'wished in with me..
digging my way
out of a hole
be back to play
you're special
High gang
MechaBlade
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I find you very attractive. I know I'll be beating off to your pics/vids tonight.
Chainzz said:Ullo luv ...
Hope by now you're getting settled in your new digs .
Missing the hell outta you here.Schedule conflicts
leave me online at odd times now .
Take care Beautiful ...
~ C ~
pic :
KJ
ornament ,
and my new
desktop pic .
I can't say it enough.......
You fucking rock.
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Gidday there you gorgeous thing - nice to see you again. What've ya been up to?