I know more about the female orgasm than the male. This may seem a strange observation, though logical when you consider that, while I have been lucky enough to witness quite a number of female orgasms, I only have that level of familiarity with one male one. Mine. (Actually there was that time when Elita’s… Read More »
This is the bag I bring on a date. We might be meeting in a dungeon or round at your place but this is the bag I will come with. It’s a smartish sports bag I bought in Las Vegas to carry some rather good shirts I’d picked up at a Brooks Brother’s outlet store.
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A young escort in a black cocktail dress sits nervously in a dark alcove, surrounded by exotic carpets and curtains. Three champagne glasses are on the table. How did she get there? Who is she waiting for?
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I love this image of Miss Hardy, from our intense and erotic post Christmas session. I love everything about it.
For this weeks ‘Letter F’ theme for Sinful Sunday, I’ve gone with “Flogged.” Not everyone finds it easy to eroticise being hit on the back, but I find it deeply rewarding.
I love you guys! All you bloggy/twittery folks who live in my phone. I love the interaction, the openness, the sense of belonging. I love how every now and then you throw me a curve ball.
Warning: this post contains descriptions of sexual practices which can be unsafe and which many doctors advise against.
It’s all about context. My Sinful Sunday picture is “just” a pretty girl in a bar; not showing any flesh; not being particularly provocative. I guess if you had been there you might have wondered at the 6’2″ man with the diminutive and much younger woman. You might have wondered at their occasional contact, a… Read More »