Saturday, December 6, 2014 was a prolific day of shooting. Because we had gathered the Christmas decorations from the basement earlier in the day, we had a number of props to help check off our lengthy list of ideas for holiday-themed erotica, and we were pleased with what we had accomplished. Most of the photos were of the “Camille solo” variety, however, and so we retired to a spare bedroom upstairs to take advantage of what remained of the late afternoon sunlight for some shots of us together.
This is how it began. With the tripod in place and the remote hidden in my right hand (and subsequently in Holden’s hair), I clicked a few shots. Then, he hit that place. The one that makes me grip the sheets and throw my head back, hoping he never stops what he’s doing. He always does, of course, if only to vary the pace or the delightful locations of his fingers, before returning to drive me further mad. In this moment, the camera remote slipped from my hand and fell to the floor. There was no pause to retrieve it. Hell, there’s always Sunday…
Oh yes, I can see you are gripping get the sheet, it looks like such a delicious moment… Thanks for the shiver you lovelies!
So pleased to give you the shivers, as always! 😉
How exquisitely erotic.
Thank you very much! 🙂
I’m shivering with Cheeks 😉 Gorgeous photo, and I love the slash of sunlight across your arm, like a golden armlet x
We imagine that any sort of -ing word shared with Cheeks would be memorable! The armlet is a charm, to ward off evil spirits and to make time tick away far more slowly. 😉
Yes, I can go along with that 😉 And I hope the armlet/amulet works 🙂 x
So far, so good! 😉
Your comments, lovelies, bring a blush to my… cheeks! 😁
Oh, excellent! 😉
Delicious looking indeed. Good lighting thru blinds. Y’all are so fun. Wish we could join! Check your email 😉
Thanks very much! And we did get the email, also… 😉
Oooops! Replied on the wrong thread. Lol
Excited for yalls reply! 😆
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