A continuation of the action that began in a post from last week. Specifically, the middle and end of said activity, culminating in the familiar sensation of the silky warmth of Holden’s ejaculate, sliding down my fingers. I have no idea how he keeps his camera hand so steady while the rest of him is… Continue reading Carried On
First a Fender
I’ll be your cryin’ shoulder / I’ll be love suicide / I’ll be better when I’m older / I’ll be the greatest fan of your life — Edwin McCain, “I’ll Be” It was an emotionally draining weekend, but I’m so glad my man was with me to offer his support. I hated getting out of… Continue reading First a Fender
Titicaca
Happy Friday, y’all, and we hope you have a fun weekend ahead! We are pleased this evening to bring you another variation on the theme of inappropriate nudity while gaming. After being bested at strip Battleship and then failing to find much satisfaction from Solitaire, I decided to try my luck against Holden the trivia… Continue reading Titicaca
Carry On
I’m home, safe and sound! And feeling more than a little bit anxious and grabby, as well. During my brief time away, I saw plenty of proof to support the saying that “everything’s bigger in Texas.” For this evening, though, I have my very own large object to consume my concentration! ~C
Y Stands for Yes
Happy weekend, one and all! We thought a solo shot of me in a contemplative pose would be appropriate, since we are going to be apart for a few days. I boarded a plane this morning to spend some time [clap-clap-clap-clap] deep in the heart of Texas. No major crisis, unlike this exact same time… Continue reading Y Stands for Yes