Indeed. Wow, you look gorgeous. I love this photo of you.Not all the emojis are broken
Other sounds very invitingIf I don’t reply again I’ve gone to sleep. (Or… other)
Enjoy mine and Eva’s paint party.
Find the white rabbit.
Talk amongst yourselves!
And I’ll be back here tomorrow… where it won’t just be a visual “Thong Thursday” anymore…
Anyway… gniteee!
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The thought of you not lasting long during an audio we’ve made makes me….
I guess you’ll just have to practise those edging skills won’t you Shane.
Sleep well SexyIf I don’t reply again I’ve gone to sleep. (Or… other
Enjoy mine and Eva’s paint party.
Find the white rabbit.
Talk amongst yourselves!
And I’ll be back here tomorrow… where it won’t just be a visual “Thong Thursday” anymore…
Anyway… gniteee!
Sexy, sexy, and sexy!I’ll be back later to respond to both DMs and also thread messages! Enjoy your mornings/afternoons and evenings!
It would however be rude of me to not leave something to enjoy in the meantime…
Pull my pigtails?
Is this a good view?
Innocent until proven guilty
Fucking christ
Pink paint. Black paint. Makes me think of the candy I loved to eat as a youngster - Good and Plenty. Now I'm hungry!! We just need some white to complete that color palette...Sooo lovely horny people….
I wrote something with the permission of a beautiful new friend of mine… @EvaLane.. some of you may already know her. She’s a little bit fucking incredible so… maybe… juuustttt maybe…reading the following might cause some trouser tightening.
(I did write it in around an hour so… excuse some of the shoddy grammar and sentences)
Make sure to imagine, open your minds wideee open and have fun reading.
For story context purposes:
My name is Anna. And my sub girlfriend’s name is Eva. We share a dom. Dom = Daddy in our story. One of our biggest rules is: no fucking without Daddy being there to watch… and well… we failed. I blame Eva.
“He’s late.” Eva huffed, throwing her paintbrush across the room. Pink paint splattered across the wooden kitchen floor, past the newspapers we had laid down to avoid making a mess.
“You know he’s busy with meetings today Eva. And FUCK he’s going to be mad when he sees the mess you’ve just made.” I picked up my paintbrush and flicked the remnants of black paint at her face.
Eva glared at me, and on impulse splashed more of the pink at me, she moved so quickly the cup of water we had been using to clean the brushes tipped over.
We both looked at each other solemnly, with serious faces and then burst out laughing.
“I guess he’s going to make us clean it all up as punishment whilst we’re naked or something and pretend he’s so mad at us, right?” Eva remarked, fake sighing.
We giggled, both of us standing up to assess the damage from a slightly higher point. The kitchen floor and side cabinets had seen better days, black and pink could be seen all over the light oak wooden kitchen interior, not to mention the murky brown pool of water now leaking into the newspaper. I narrowed my eyes at her, though my lips betrayed me with a grin.
She looked so fucking good flushed and covered in paint, it was hard not to smile.
“Hmm, but you started it.” I took a step towards her, my paintbrush dangling from my fingers.
I lunged, quick enough to make her squeal and stumble back against the counter. My brush left a thick black line down her collarbone, dragging over her pale, porcelain skin exposed by her sweater.
“You bitch!” she gasped, laughing, and before I could dodge her, she grabbed my wrist and dragged her fingers through the wet paint on my brush, then smeared it directly across my jaw.
I snatched her arm and pulled her towards me so that we were now almost pressed against each other, so close I could smell the vanilla perfume she always wore. Her hair tickled my nose and I could feel her breasts against mine. Looking at me with those wide eyes, her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes, she BIT HER LIP.
Eva looked up at me through , her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes and bit her lip.
“Are you trying to make me fuck you, Eva?”
Her breath hitched, cheeks glowing but she didn't answer. Instead, she shimmied out of her knitted shorts, kicking them into the corner and dragged the tip of one nail over my stomach. Goosebumps scattered up my arms and my body tensed.
“You know the rule,” I whispered, even as my hand closed over hers, pushing her fingers lower, until they were circling lazily over the front of my leggings.
“You’re already wet though, aren’t you Anna.” Her voice was barely a murmur, but it made my knees weak.
I shoved her back, hard, so she hit the counter with a soft thud. Eva, always breaking the fucking rules.
She breathed heavily as I looked her up and down, my mind racing. If he came home now and found us, found this mess? We would be in trouble, but before I could make up my mind I found my lips crashing against hers. Her hand tried eagerly sliding under my shirt, but I caught her wrist and spun her around, pressing her into the counter from behind. I tore the sweater off her shoulders and dragged the black paintbrush straight down her spine, stopping just above her ass.
She gasped, writhing. “Please, Anna.”
I smirked, kissing the side of her neck, then used a hand to spank her, firmly.
“Please what? Please don’t tell Daddy what a little horny slut you’re being for me? Or please make me cum? Use your words Anna. What does Daddy always tell you?”
I spanked her again, harder this time, leaving a cute little mark, then used my hand to separate her thighs.
“To use my words. To ask for things properly and politely.”
I spread her legs even wider, taking my palm and spanking her between them.
“Then tell me what you want.”
I could feel her wetness on my fingers now, so I spread her lips with one hand and took the brush again, swirling it up and down. Her noises grew louder and more desperate.
“Make me cum please. Please make me cum.”
Her voice was breathless, she always got so high pitched when she was desperate and begging.
I dragged the tip of the brush back between her thighs, teasing up the inside of her leg until the bristles just grazed her clit. Eva jolted like I’d shocked her, a strangled moan escaping her lips.
“That’s not very polite,” I murmured, continuing to circle lazily, edging the tip of her clit, ever so gently.
“Please,” she gasped, pressing back against me, shameless. “Please, Anna, don’t stop.”
“Please make me cum, Anna. Please, I’m begging you.”
I grinned against her back. “That’s better Eva.”
LOTS MORE TO CUM.
But this is an edge for you. And leaves space for me and Eva to cook up some more
Wow ladies, those pant brushes could tickle some very sensitive areas for sure. Wow.Sooo lovely horny people….
I wrote something with the permission of a beautiful new friend of mine… @EvaLane.. some of you may already know her. She’s a little bit fucking incredible so… maybe… juuustttt maybe…reading the following might cause some trouser tightening.
(I did write it in around an hour so… excuse some of the shoddy grammar and sentences)
Make sure to imagine, open your minds wideee open and have fun reading.
For story context purposes:
My name is Anna. And my sub girlfriend’s name is Eva. We share a dom. Dom = Daddy in our story. One of our biggest rules is: no fucking without Daddy being there to watch… and well… we failed. I blame Eva.
“He’s late.” Eva huffed, throwing her paintbrush across the room. Pink paint splattered across the wooden kitchen floor, past the newspapers we had laid down to avoid making a mess.
“You know he’s busy with meetings today Eva. And FUCK he’s going to be mad when he sees the mess you’ve just made.” I picked up my paintbrush and flicked the remnants of black paint at her face.
Eva glared at me, and on impulse splashed more of the pink at me, she moved so quickly the cup of water we had been using to clean the brushes tipped over.
We both looked at each other solemnly, with serious faces and then burst out laughing.
“I guess he’s going to make us clean it all up as punishment whilst we’re naked or something and pretend he’s so mad at us, right?” Eva remarked, fake sighing.
We giggled, both of us standing up to assess the damage from a slightly higher point. The kitchen floor and side cabinets had seen better days, black and pink could be seen all over the light oak wooden kitchen interior, not to mention the murky brown pool of water now leaking into the newspaper. I narrowed my eyes at her, though my lips betrayed me with a grin.
She looked so fucking good flushed and covered in paint, it was hard not to smile.
“Hmm, but you started it.” I took a step towards her, my paintbrush dangling from my fingers.
I lunged, quick enough to make her squeal and stumble back against the counter. My brush left a thick black line down her collarbone, dragging over her pale, porcelain skin exposed by her sweater.
“You bitch!” she gasped, laughing, and before I could dodge her, she grabbed my wrist and dragged her fingers through the wet paint on my brush, then smeared it directly across my jaw.
I snatched her arm and pulled her towards me so that we were now almost pressed against each other, so close I could smell the vanilla perfume she always wore. Her hair tickled my nose and I could feel her breasts against mine. Looking at me with those wide eyes, her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes, she BIT HER LIP.
Eva looked up at me through , her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes and bit her lip.
“Are you trying to make me fuck you, Eva?”
Her breath hitched, cheeks glowing but she didn't answer. Instead, she shimmied out of her knitted shorts, kicking them into the corner and dragged the tip of one nail over my stomach. Goosebumps scattered up my arms and my body tensed.
“You know the rule,” I whispered, even as my hand closed over hers, pushing her fingers lower, until they were circling lazily over the front of my leggings.
“You’re already wet though, aren’t you Anna.” Her voice was barely a murmur, but it made my knees weak.
I shoved her back, hard, so she hit the counter with a soft thud. Eva, always breaking the fucking rules.
She breathed heavily as I looked her up and down, my mind racing. If he came home now and found us, found this mess? We would be in trouble, but before I could make up my mind I found my lips crashing against hers. Her hand tried eagerly sliding under my shirt, but I caught her wrist and spun her around, pressing her into the counter from behind. I tore the sweater off her shoulders and dragged the black paintbrush straight down her spine, stopping just above her ass.
She gasped, writhing. “Please, Anna.”
I smirked, kissing the side of her neck, then used a hand to spank her, firmly.
“Please what? Please don’t tell Daddy what a little horny slut you’re being for me? Or please make me cum? Use your words Anna. What does Daddy always tell you?”
I spanked her again, harder this time, leaving a cute little mark, then used my hand to separate her thighs.
“To use my words. To ask for things properly and politely.”
I spread her legs even wider, taking my palm and spanking her between them.
“Then tell me what you want.”
I could feel her wetness on my fingers now, so I spread her lips with one hand and took the brush again, swirling it up and down. Her noises grew louder and more desperate.
“Make me cum please. Please make me cum.”
Her voice was breathless, she always got so high pitched when she was desperate and begging.
I dragged the tip of the brush back between her thighs, teasing up the inside of her leg until the bristles just grazed her clit. Eva jolted like I’d shocked her, a strangled moan escaping her lips.
“That’s not very polite,” I murmured, continuing to circle lazily, edging the tip of her clit, ever so gently.
“Please,” she gasped, pressing back against me, shameless. “Please, Anna, don’t stop.”
“Please make me cum, Anna. Please, I’m begging you.”
I grinned against her back. “That’s better Eva.”
LOTS MORE TO CUM.
But this is an edge for you. And leaves space for me and Eva to cook up some more
Pink and black. Beautiful!Wow ladies, those pant brushes could tickle some very sensitive areas for sure. Wow.
What a good girlI’ll be back later to respond to both DMs and also thread messages! Enjoy your mornings/afternoons and evenings!
It would however be rude of me to not leave something to enjoy in the meantime…
Pull my pigtails?
Is this a good view?
Innocent until proven guilty
Perfect way to start my day.Busy girl today.
I did spend around an hour replying to as many DMs as I possibly could, I promise I’ll be back too it this evening!
But….
Before a very special something gets posted later…. Here are my VISUAL editions for “Thong Thursday.”
Front View
Back View
Have a great day people!!
Gorgeous, great sight to start the day with. I would love to adoringly kiss every inch of that perfect bum xBusy girl today.
I did spend around an hour replying to as many DMs as I possibly could, I promise I’ll be back too it this evening!
But….
Before a very special something gets posted later…. Here are my VISUAL editions for “Thong Thursday.”
Front View
Back View
Have a great day people!!
‘Preciate you my darlingJust checking in to show
I’ll read posts later
The views are stunning! That front view looks so sultry and sexy!Busy girl today.
I did spend around an hour replying to as many DMs as I possibly could, I promise I’ll be back too it this evening!
But….
Before a very special something gets posted later…. Here are my VISUAL editions for “Thong Thursday.”
Front View
Back View
Have a great day people!!
Thank you.Busy girl today.
I did spend around an hour replying to as many DMs as I possibly could, I promise I’ll be back too it this evening!
But….
Before a very special something gets posted later…. Here are my VISUAL editions for “Thong Thursday.”
Front View
Back View
Have a great day people!!
Why thank youBusy girl today.
I did spend around an hour replying to as many DMs as I possibly could, I promise I’ll be back too it this evening!
But….
Before a very special something gets posted later…. Here are my VISUAL editions for “Thong Thursday.”
Front View
Back View
Have a great day people!!
I love your ass
for the Bean QueenOhhhh some lovely curves taste great with black coffee!Busy girl today.
I did spend around an hour replying to as many DMs as I possibly could, I promise I’ll be back too it this evening!
But….
Before a very special something gets posted later…. Here are my VISUAL editions for “Thong Thursday.”
Front View
Back View
Have a great day people!!
I would love to enjoy your body in person.Okay…
So I got busy this evening but I still managed to find 5 mins to go and snap these for you when I had a spare moment.
So please don’t expect much…
They’re super rough around the edges, lightings a lil off (I prefer day time light), and I was too tired to take loads and pick through them all… so here are the ones I took….
Expect better tomorrow. Maybe.
https://postimg.cc/TKLTBtmR
https://postimg.cc/G4WbRvJv
https://postimg.cc/mt6bdvPX
Again…
I’m sorry they’re not the best. Hope you enjoy nonetheless
My ass?
