dorei

There is something so intimate about the act of anal sex. Have you noticed? Perhaps it is just the way it feels as you enter me, how it grips you tightly, pulling you in, and the tightness just makes me so very aware of every curve, every line of the narrow veins that run along your shaft. The velvet head as it slowly moves inside...
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There is something to be said about waking in the morning, the sheets tangled about your body from the encounter the night before. The room still smells faintly of sex and your thighs are still damp. Looking down, you assess the scratch marks that start at your left shoulder and over your breasts, the bite mark on your left inner thigh that's starting to purple,...
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I'm thinking about blood today.

I have very pale skin. If you turn my arm over in your hand, you can trace the lines of my veins with your fingertip, over my wrist, down my forearm. Or, perhaps, find the pulse point in my neck, and nip at it with your teeth, feeling the blood beneath that pale flesh as it courses through my body....
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I'm so pleased y'all liked my little post yesterday.

Maybe I should take the time to express in the future the things I rather enjoy thinking about on a quiet day ... a dreary day ... hm.

Today is a dreary day -- it keeps threatening to rain. And they say it might snow on Saturday. Snow. In April. In Virginia. How fucked up is...
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I commented to someone earlier today, "Let those who prefer their sex bland be with those who would be bland. I'll take mine hot, heavy, and pain-inducing. "

I love it when every thrust hits my cervix, bruising it. I love it when hands tighten on my shoulders and then slip to my neck, slowly cutting off my breath. I love teeth cruelly biting into...
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It's April. Where the hell did the first quarter of 2007 go?

I've had a rather icky last few days in regard to my home life. I'd appreciate some lovin. Tell me how fabulous I am?

Help show the AFA that they can't just ask homophobes to fill out their polls:

http://www.afa.net/petitions/businesses/businesses.asp

Dammit. BPAL has come out with a slew of limited editions and I can't get them. I am slavering, lusting, coveting the Monster Baits and I.Just.Can't.Justify getting them. ARGH.

I admit it. I have an obsession for smelling pretty. Is that so wrong? Can I help but be addicted to placing scent behind my ears, on my neck, in the cleavage, so that when a...
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Oh, almost forgot. Made the jambalaya last night with the kielbasa.

Verdict: Not bad at all.

Jewish jambalaya ... hrm. Wonder if it's kosher?

Spring break for my daughter is next week. I'm looking forward to spring break -- not because I'll have time to spend with her as I'll be at work and she'll be off doing stuff with her friends -- traffic will be really super low. Getting to work will be a breeze. For one glorious week my commute will not be the hellacious thing it...
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