positivetension
boy crazy brat
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I believe for this to happen you need to find a man with a convertible....and that would be me.
I'll let you borrow that one, on the house
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I believe for this to happen you need to find a man with a convertible....and that would be me.
That my neighbors win the lottery, win big, and move away, and TAKE THEIR DAMN DOGS WITH THEM!
Oh, you mean sexual fantasies? Well, I've been thinking about anal...
I believe for this to happen you need to find a man with a convertible....and that would be me.
I'll let you borrow that one, on the house
That my neighbors win the lottery, win big, and move away, and TAKE THEIR DAMN DOGS WITH THEM!
Oh, you mean sexual fantasies? Well, I've been thinking about anal...
I believe for this to happen you need to find a man with a convertible....and that would be me.
To feel him behind me while I'm on my knees, one hand on my clit and fingering my pussy along with his tongue, his other hand gripping my ass cheek, his nails scraping down the back of my thighs. And his voice, that simple urge of him telling me as he twists, tongues and fingers me, feeling that familiar clenching of my walls "Cum for daddy you naughty little girl..."
To feel him behind me while I'm on my knees, one hand on my clit and fingering my pussy along with his tongue, his other hand gripping my ass cheek, his nails scraping down the back of my thighs. And his voice, that simple urge of him telling me as he twists, tongues and fingers me, feeling that familiar clenching of my walls "Cum for daddy you naughty little girl..."
While at VS this afternoon waiting for daughter and her friend (I was allowed to be there to spend money, but not allowed to shop...that would be too embarrassing), I was watching this lovely young blonde, around 21ish as she shopped. My fantasy was that she would notice me watching, would pick out something cute/sexy and then ask my opinion. Rather than be flabbergasted, I would respond with some smooth answer that resulted in her asking me to come check it out as she tried in on. My obvious excitement as she modeled for me, would have been the goal she had in mind all along and lead to a dressing room encounter.
Some of us have the same fantasy from the opposite side, of realizing you've drawn the focused attention of a handsome stranger while shopping for pretty things. It's very fun to imagine pulling different items off the rack, nonchalantly getting his opinion from across the store with eye contact and discreet gestures. Eventually you're trying everything on, coming out of the dressing room to show him while pretending to check yourself in a big store mirror. He dresses you up just how he wants you, like his perfect doll, through subtle smiles and headshakes that no one else sees. Then you go back into the dressing room with one last glance over your shoulder, letting him know you'll be waiting there for him to slip away.
That my neighbors win the lottery, win big, and move away, and TAKE THEIR DAMN DOGS WITH THEM!
Oh, you mean sexual fantasies? Well, I've been thinking about anal...