If it’s going to stay winter forever, I at least want you here to wrap up with me in front of the fire.
(via dijeculo)
Every time I post something too serious, I feel like I should follow it up with something extra special to lift the mood. And I know these thumb holders will qualify. Can those even be real? My God.
(via vivamus-atque-amemus)
Oh friends. I have missed you! I have had a most wondrous and perfect past month. In fact, this picture could well be me - ass dimples in the air and a huge grin on my face. And I do apologize for my longer-than-planned absence. But beyond the general chaos of moving across the country, the honest truth is that I’ve been getting laid twice a day (sometimes more)… which means that tumblr-porn is now an infrequent indulgence rather than a daily crutch. :)
But I don’t want to rub that in too much. I’ve gotten so many lovely messages from you - many who are in the same predicament we were in - and the extent to which that distance sucks is still a fresh memory. So listen. Hang in there, all of you. It’s worth it. I promise.
As for the blog, I may not be here every day, but I’m not going away either. This filthy girl still needs an outlet from time to time, and besides, I don’t expect to get railed twice a day forever. I may not caption everything (I actually get to see and talk to him in person now, after all), but I’m at least getting back on the horse. xoxo
~2600
happy and naked is the best combination in the WORLD
You know, of all the times I’ve stood out on your deck burning one, I can’t believe I’ve never done it like this. Could have left you a lovely print on your door to remember me by.
(via dijeculo)
Well hello there, follower #200! Everyone, please welcome stiletto1 to the party. And also enjoy the lovely thumb holders in this picture.
I can feel myself flush, thinking about you slowly removing my panties, your eyes taking it all in, taking your time as you decide what to do next.
“Just be quiet and do as you’re told, pet. I’ll take care of the rest.”
(via z-z, papiersgras)
I can feel your eyes on me. It makes me flustered and proud and wet, all at once.
(via titillation)
Here is a lovely ass to make up for my extended stretch of lazy blogging. Back soon I hope—and with vigor!
Too delicious for words. Plant face here.
Good Morning, Sunshine! Looking over a deck railing like this makes me feel like any moment, you’ll sneak up and wrap your arms around me. Please do.
I get goosebumps thinking about the things you’ll do to me when we’re together again. My stomach gets tight and my heart races. Even in my head, you push my boundaries.
Sorry for the radio silence today; the real world is a bitch. I’m craving sweet tender care right now… like this.
Daddy loves to worship my little bum, he knows it is all his♡
I can feel your eyes roaming down me, burning into me hungrily as I breathe in the smell of your chest… but lay with me for another moment and just look.
Goodnight Love. xoxo
this is what our sunday mornings should be like
(via inabliss)
Mmmm. Don’t you just want to bury your face in that sweetness?
el Blanco y Negro es total
(via lovingeveryminute)
Fuck!