He awoke from what He thought was a very pleasant dream only to find that she had actually climbed between His legs when she woke up and started sucking her bottle. He pondered making her stop when she realized He was awake and briefly let go of Him. “good morning Daddy. How are You doing,” […]
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after being able to sleep in the day before, she was up early. it wasn’t that she didn’t want to sleep but she wanted to get up and whip up something light for breakfast. that of course didn’t happen. she made what was on hand, some toast and bacon, eggs, cereal, sausage, juice and milk.
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He was lounging in the oversized chair when she woke up. He heard her stir thanks to the nifty bells He had affixed to her right ankle while she was unconscious. she spun around in the bed and tried to locate the noise before she recognized that there was an extra weight on her ankle.
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she awoke to the sounds of the ocean outside their window. they had flown in last night and were so exhausted from the wedding and travelling that all they did was snuggle and go to sleep. she was expecting to hear His breathing in her ear when she stirred but He wasn’t in bed or
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i figured i do everyone a favor and make two different posts this time. this is inspired by my Roaming Soldier who was able to make me smile and blush twice this week. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES KEEP READING IF YOU ARE ADVERSE TO BRAIN MELTING. her hair was a mess. there were tears streaming down
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so as we all know i have been missing men important to my life. one that tormented me in all the good ways for the first twenty-five years of my life and the other that i plan on having around at least that much of the rest of my life (yes i know full of
Then one day she might be queen If like Sheba, she then could bring presents and wine The helix – he might get between them In other words – intertwine With the ebony and milk of her thighs If she could be muse and let him decide Perhaps she’ll let him decideIf she could be
If she could be muse 2 the pharaoh…. Read More »
eta: i forgot to put in the warning. for those that know both of us you may want to skip this post entirely. this is about a 9 on the brain melting scale and you know that means i enjoyed writing it lol. you have been warned, just go on down to the post after
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okay as i mentioned in the previous post the word daddy when said by the right person taps into whatever control center in my brain that releases all those lovely endorphins. i can go from a perfectly calm demeanor to umm spank me please in practically no time. and that’s what happened last night. he
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back in october i waxed philosophical about what i thought my submission was and this post will attempt to do that again in addition to a myriad of other things. for those you that that know and love taylor this may be more in line with her very introspective posts so get some food if
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