Dixie Carter & Pot
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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me. My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room. "Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

Julia couldn’t take it. This felt too good. She reached to raise her thighs and legs  stretching them up to expose her tight hole. She began whimpering. Each moan a begging for more. Mary Jo looked into her desire filled dark orbs. She seemed pained by the need for more pleasure. "You want more?" She asked in earnest. Julia didn’t really let her do this act much. Now she was nodding and pleading for it. It made her smirk. "You want my tongue to fuck that little ass, baby…" She said deeply and tauntingly.Julia whimpered a sigh and threw her head back in hopes to get what she wanted. Mary Jo spread her ass open further and began thrusting her tongue inside noisily wetly fucking her quivering hole. Julia cooed and sighed. She was hypnotized by the heavenly sensations.

Julia had never been one for kinky sex. She had always been adamant about letting no one ever have her from the back. That was much too sacred a place. Mary Jo however was an exception. She had tried it once and once had been enough to get her brunette hooked on the unexpected eroticism and pleasure of the act. She secretly loved the way her tongue would fill and stretch her virginally tight ass. The way she moved it inside of her wiggled it against the back of her g spot made her toes dig into the sofa cushion. She loved the way Mary Jo’s face felt buried in her cheeks. It felt so good. She moaned and keened as her lovers filthy little tongue pleasured her tight pucker. She panted hard and quivered in ecstasy as that tongue rolled around her pleasured hole. Sweet cream drained down into Mary Jo’s mouth and the ginger greedily ate the sticky gooey release.

Once both women were thoroughly sated by the act, Mary Jo helped lower her legs back to the sofa. Julia hummed and sighed her pleasure while the ginger licked her lips.

The sat together each woman willing their breathing to calm down. Mary Jo’s lips were glossed in Julia’s creamy cum and they shined in the living room light. Julia turned her head and looked at her ginger lover before she unexpectedly pounced on the little girl like a starved lioness. Her lips captured Mary Jo’s and she moaned as she tasted herself all over them. She tasted the sweetness of her honeyed core and the earthy taste of her pink little swell. The combination of flavors was like the best aphrodisiac Julia had ever tried. She wanted to destroy her little ginger. She wanted to make her name the only word that her lover could say…well scream if she had her way. She kissed her hungrily while greedy hands pushed her pajama top up

The feverish kissing mixed with heated husky groans were taking Mary Jo to another place. Never had anything felt so good as Julia’s touch. Her clothes were being strewn from her as hot husky growls warmed her little freckled skin.

Soon she was naked on the sofa with her ginger hair splayed out over the sofa arm. She looked beautiful. Her body was so dainty and it drove Julia’s absolutely insane. Her hands slid along every inch of ivory skin caressing and relaxing Mary Jo with her soft hands. Her mouth had slipped from those perfect lips to her soft neck. She kissed and nibbled the soft skin making her ginger moan and huff in pleasure. She was so sensitive here. Those plump lips on her neck was just like a light switch turning her on completely.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me.
My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…

My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room.
"Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

Julia couldn’t take it. This felt too good. She reached to raise her thighs and legs stretching them up to expose her tight hole. She began whimpering. Each moan a begging for more. Mary Jo looked into her desire filled dark orbs. She seemed pained by the need for more pleasure.
"You want more?" She asked in earnest. Julia didn’t really let her do this act much. Now she was nodding and pleading for it. It made her smirk. "You want my tongue to fuck that little ass, baby…" She said deeply and tauntingly.
Julia whimpered a sigh and threw her head back in hopes to get what she wanted.
Mary Jo spread her ass open further and began thrusting her tongue inside noisily wetly fucking her quivering hole. Julia cooed and sighed. She was hypnotized by the heavenly sensations.

Julia had never been one for kinky sex. She had always been adamant about letting no one ever have her from the back. That was much too sacred a place. Mary Jo however was an exception. She had tried it once and once had been enough to get her brunette hooked on the unexpected eroticism and pleasure of the act. She secretly loved the way her tongue would fill and stretch her virginally tight ass. The way she moved it inside of her wiggled it against the back of her g spot made her toes dig into the sofa cushion. She loved the way Mary Jo’s face felt buried in her cheeks. It felt so good. She moaned and keened as her lovers filthy little tongue pleasured her tight pucker. She panted hard and quivered in ecstasy as that tongue rolled around her pleasured hole. Sweet cream drained down into Mary Jo’s mouth and the ginger greedily ate the sticky gooey release.

Once both women were thoroughly sated by the act, Mary Jo helped lower her legs back to the sofa. Julia hummed and sighed her pleasure while the ginger licked her lips.

The sat together each woman willing their breathing to calm down. Mary Jo’s lips were glossed in Julia’s creamy cum and they shined in the living room light. Julia turned her head and looked at her ginger lover before she unexpectedly pounced on the little girl like a starved lioness. Her lips captured Mary Jo’s and she moaned as she tasted herself all over them. She tasted the sweetness of her honeyed core and the earthy taste of her pink little swell. The combination of flavors was like the best aphrodisiac Julia had ever tried. She wanted to destroy her little ginger. She wanted to make her name the only word that her lover could say…well scream if she had her way. She kissed her hungrily while greedy hands pushed her pajama top up

The feverish kissing mixed with heated husky groans were taking Mary Jo to another place. Never had anything felt so good as Julia’s touch.
Her clothes were being strewn from her as hot husky growls warmed her little freckled skin.

Soon she was naked on the sofa with her ginger hair splayed out over the sofa arm. She looked beautiful. Her body was so dainty and it drove Julia’s absolutely insane. Her hands slid along every inch of ivory skin caressing and relaxing Mary Jo with her soft hands. Her mouth had slipped from those perfect lips to her soft neck. She kissed and nibbled the soft skin making her ginger moan and huff in pleasure. She was so sensitive here. Those plump lips on her neck was just like a light switch turning her on completely.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me. My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room. "Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

Julia couldn’t take it. This felt too good. She reached to raise her thighs and legs  stretching them up to expose her tight hole. She began whimpering. Each moan a begging for more. Mary Jo looked into her desire filled dark orbs. She seemed pained by the need for more pleasure. "You want more?" She asked in earnest. Julia didn’t really let her do this act much. Now she was nodding and pleading for it. It made her smirk. "You want my tongue to fuck that little ass, baby…" She said deeply and tauntingly.Julia whimpered a sigh and threw her head back in hopes to get what she wanted. Mary Jo spread her ass open further and began thrusting her tongue inside noisily wetly fucking her quivering hole. Julia cooed and sighed. She was hypnotized by the heavenly sensations.

Julia had never been one for kinky sex. She had always been adamant about letting no one ever have her from the back. That was much too sacred a place. Mary Jo however was an exception. She had tried it once and once had been enough to get her brunette hooked on the unexpected eroticism and pleasure of the act. She secretly loved the way her tongue would fill and stretch her virginally tight ass. The way she moved it inside of her wiggled it against the back of her g spot made her toes dig into the sofa cushion. She loved the way Mary Jo’s face felt buried in her cheeks. It felt so good. She moaned and keened as her lovers filthy little tongue pleasured her tight pucker. She panted hard and quivered in ecstasy as that tongue rolled around her pleasured hole. Sweet cream drained down into Mary Jo’s mouth and the ginger greedily ate the sticky gooey release.

Once both women were thoroughly sated by the act, Mary Jo helped lower her legs back to the sofa. Julia hummed and sighed her pleasure while the ginger licked her lips.

The sat together each woman willing their breathing to calm down. Mary Jo’s lips were glossed in Julia’s creamy cum and they shined in the living room light. Julia turned her head and looked at her ginger lover before she unexpectedly pounced on the little girl like a starved lioness. Her lips captured Mary Jo’s and she moaned as she tasted herself all over them. She tasted the sweetness of her honeyed core and the earthy taste of her pink little swell. The combination of flavors was like the best aphrodisiac Julia had ever tried. She wanted to destroy her little ginger. She wanted to make her name the only word that her lover could say…well scream if she had her way. She kissed her hungrily while greedy hands pushed her pajama top up

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me.
My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…

My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room.
"Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

Julia couldn’t take it. This felt too good. She reached to raise her thighs and legs stretching them up to expose her tight hole. She began whimpering. Each moan a begging for more. Mary Jo looked into her desire filled dark orbs. She seemed pained by the need for more pleasure.
"You want more?" She asked in earnest. Julia didn’t really let her do this act much. Now she was nodding and pleading for it. It made her smirk. "You want my tongue to fuck that little ass, baby…" She said deeply and tauntingly.
Julia whimpered a sigh and threw her head back in hopes to get what she wanted.
Mary Jo spread her ass open further and began thrusting her tongue inside noisily wetly fucking her quivering hole. Julia cooed and sighed. She was hypnotized by the heavenly sensations.

Julia had never been one for kinky sex. She had always been adamant about letting no one ever have her from the back. That was much too sacred a place. Mary Jo however was an exception. She had tried it once and once had been enough to get her brunette hooked on the unexpected eroticism and pleasure of the act. She secretly loved the way her tongue would fill and stretch her virginally tight ass. The way she moved it inside of her wiggled it against the back of her g spot made her toes dig into the sofa cushion. She loved the way Mary Jo’s face felt buried in her cheeks. It felt so good. She moaned and keened as her lovers filthy little tongue pleasured her tight pucker. She panted hard and quivered in ecstasy as that tongue rolled around her pleasured hole. Sweet cream drained down into Mary Jo’s mouth and the ginger greedily ate the sticky gooey release.

Once both women were thoroughly sated by the act, Mary Jo helped lower her legs back to the sofa. Julia hummed and sighed her pleasure while the ginger licked her lips.

The sat together each woman willing their breathing to calm down. Mary Jo’s lips were glossed in Julia’s creamy cum and they shined in the living room light. Julia turned her head and looked at her ginger lover before she unexpectedly pounced on the little girl like a starved lioness. Her lips captured Mary Jo’s and she moaned as she tasted herself all over them. She tasted the sweetness of her honeyed core and the earthy taste of her pink little swell. The combination of flavors was like the best aphrodisiac Julia had ever tried. She wanted to destroy her little ginger. She wanted to make her name the only word that her lover could say…well scream if she had her way. She kissed her hungrily while greedy hands pushed her pajama top up

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me. My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room. "Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

Julia couldn’t take it. This felt too good. She reached to raise her thighs and legs  stretching them up to expose her tight hole. She began whimpering. Each moan a begging for more. Mary Jo looked into her desire filled dark orbs. She seemed pained by the need for more pleasure. "You want more?" She asked in earnest. Julia didn’t really let her do this act much. Now she was nodding and pleading for it. It made her smirk. "You want my tongue to fuck that little ass, baby…" She said deeply and tauntingly.Julia whimpered a sigh and threw her head back in hopes to get what she wanted. Mary Jo spread her ass open further and began thrusting her tongue inside noisily wetly fucking her quivering hole. Julia cooed and sighed. She was hypnotized by the heavenly sensations.

Julia had never been one for kinky sex. She had always been adamant about letting no one ever have her from the back. That was much too sacred a place. Mary Jo however was an exception. She had tried it once and once had been enough to get her brunette hooked on the unexpected eroticism and pleasure of the act. She secretly loved the way her tongue would fill and stretch her virginally tight ass. The way she moved it inside of her wiggled it against the back of her g spot made her toes dig into the sofa cushion. She loved the way Mary Jo’s face felt buried in her cheeks. It felt so good. She moaned and keened as her lovers filthy little tongue pleasured her tight pucker. She panted hard and quivered in ecstasy as that tongue rolled around her pleasured hole. Sweet cream drained down into Mary Jo’s mouth and the ginger greedily ate the sticky gooey release.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me.
My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…

My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room.
"Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

Julia couldn’t take it. This felt too good. She reached to raise her thighs and legs stretching them up to expose her tight hole. She began whimpering. Each moan a begging for more. Mary Jo looked into her desire filled dark orbs. She seemed pained by the need for more pleasure.
"You want more?" She asked in earnest. Julia didn’t really let her do this act much. Now she was nodding and pleading for it. It made her smirk. "You want my tongue to fuck that little ass, baby…" She said deeply and tauntingly.
Julia whimpered a sigh and threw her head back in hopes to get what she wanted.
Mary Jo spread her ass open further and began thrusting her tongue inside noisily wetly fucking her quivering hole. Julia cooed and sighed. She was hypnotized by the heavenly sensations.

Julia had never been one for kinky sex. She had always been adamant about letting no one ever have her from the back. That was much too sacred a place. Mary Jo however was an exception. She had tried it once and once had been enough to get her brunette hooked on the unexpected eroticism and pleasure of the act. She secretly loved the way her tongue would fill and stretch her virginally tight ass. The way she moved it inside of her wiggled it against the back of her g spot made her toes dig into the sofa cushion. She loved the way Mary Jo’s face felt buried in her cheeks. It felt so good. She moaned and keened as her lovers filthy little tongue pleasured her tight pucker. She panted hard and quivered in ecstasy as that tongue rolled around her pleasured hole. Sweet cream drained down into Mary Jo’s mouth and the ginger greedily ate the sticky gooey release.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me. My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room. "Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me.
My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

Mmm…come on baby…I encourage. You like that don’t you…you like that…

My fingers work your tight little ass. That pussy is a wet dripping mess. The sounds of wet stroking in your hole and my slurping mixed with your husky groans fill the room.
"Oh! Mary Jo…" You drag my name out as long as your orgasm lasts. I am bathed in your juices. Your long fingers clutch my hair and dig into my scalp before calming. Your ass spits my fingers out and is now wet with the mix of your cum and inside juices. My mouth lowers to massage it into calmness. It feels good doesn’t it baby…

The sound of Mary Jo’s voice only added to Julia’s pleasure. The more she spoke the wetter Julia got. It was almost sinful at how good it felt…how good she tasted… Mary Jo moaned as she slurped up some of Julia’s juices from her quivering well. The ginger woman played with her body until it tensed and her tight hole spat those talented fingers fourth. Mary Jo devoured her soaked cum covered core until Julia’s body came down from it’s high. Then with a softness, she stroked Julia’s quivering asshole soothing it from the raw pounding she had given it only moments before. Julia whined and whimpered at the feeling. So good.. Too good.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me. My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

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Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me.
My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

I lave it completely making it a wet dripping throbbing nub. My hands reach to stretch your thighs a bit for me. My tongue lowers to lave wet circles around your darkened pucker. You back arches when I do that and my name comes out in soft broken panting. I dip in a little, just a little but I’m only giving you wet sloppy kisses there. Your cream begins to drip into it in heightened arousal. I catch all I can before returning to rhythmically suckle your throbbing clit. My fingers slip into your little ass and begin to stretch and fill you. Your hands go for my henna curls immediately. Those eyes close and the moans begin. I’m glad the kids are away at Teds and not catching Mom eating out Auntie Julia.

I stretch out on the couch as you love me with your devious little mouth. My clitoris is hard and jutting now from between my inner lips. It’s wet with my juices and your saliva. Your strong little hands push my thighs a little wider until your tongue could tickle my asshole. This I am still unsure of but I let you do it anyway because the results are always spectacular. Your tongue pokes and prods the little pucker but it doesn’t good inside. You do this for long minutes…until my excitement is drizzling towards my crevice and onto your tongue. You moan in enjoyment before slithering back up to my broad clitoris. You suckle and nurse it as your fingers slip into my tight pink hole. I moan your name the sound lingering in the air.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

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julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me. My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

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julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

I make a wet suckling sound in response to that heavy voice. Catching and releasing your wet lips repeatedly. You quiver and moan a little at my actions. I know it looks and sounds sexy. I move my tongue into your deep honeyed well over and over for you to watch. It always makes you wetter and your voice huskier. I don’t think you always like to admit how much you love this but your breathing tells me the truth every time. I can feel the heat of your dark eyes watching me.
My lips reach to capture your clit in a juicy kiss.

I never felt comfortable enough to allow any of my prior lovers this liberty. You are the only person who has ever loved me entirely. No one can pleasure my body like you can. You are an artist and your warm tongue is the paintbrush. You look at me with bedroom eyes as you make a great show of lapping at my creamy well. You make my pussy look so appetizing…a part of myself I never saw appeal in until you. Your tongue recedes and you capture my clitoris in a French kiss. Your tongue worms around it…tormenting my sensitive bundle to complete frustration.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

I watch as you close your eyes and exhale deeply. My fingertips caress every part of you between the inner thigh and soft cotton covered lips. Gently, I pull them down your legs. You breathe in a little sharply. Slowly I lower to nuzzle your bare plump flesh. Your scent is intoxicating. My lips drag softly over your bare slit. You mmm softly. I part you further to see your pink wet inner lips blossoming like rose petals. Slowly my tongue reaches out and my mouth closes around your delicious sex.

I moan softly as your mouth touches my trembling sex. I glad now that I decided to get my wax done yesterday. I know how much you like it when it’s smooth and manicured. I watch your head gently move between my thighs and I moan once more at the sheer beauty of the act. You take my breath away. Your tongue is slowly stroking my jumpy pink flesh. It feels amazing and I tell you so in a heavy voice.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

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francesgale:

barefootjedi23:

Julianadineshively One of my early college shots. Right after meeting Julia.

HOLY COW, I so did not recognize Annie in this picture! I just assumed that when she was in her early twenties, she looked like she did in her thirties. Basically, she didn’t age. But boy does she look good or what!

mmm…
that’s-
that’s literally all i have to say.

Amen right? Annie is so sexy sweet. Sigh…

My sweet darling. You looked so beautiful in this picture. You looked beautiful that entire day. I remember not wanting to let you get out of bed that morning. I hated when you had early classes.

I hated them too. You in that soft red jersey. Or…nothing at all…wrapped around me like an octopus. I adored it. You are all hands and limbs. And that small full size bed. Perfect for young lovers with no money. I recall setting my alarm on my watch and starting to wear it to bed so as not to wake you. I would hear the beep…click it quickly…and slip out before you would awaken. You have no idea how sweet you look. Your hair can often be a mass of wild mane. The dark crescent of lashes against your cheeks. Each morning you would always do the same thing: I slip out from the jungle of arms and legs. You then grip my pillow breathing in my scent…give a soft whimper of security..and settle into a deep dream.

I remember. That bed seemed so big and cold to me when you would rush off to class. I would wake up alone and smell you. Ginger and Citrus. I would get up and sometimes I would be in nothing but last nights marks. My hair would be all in tangles. I still wake up that way, tiger. I have watched you sleeping many a time my love and I also find the site absolutely adorable. You hate the sun light so you are always just under the quilt. Your henna curls are sprawled on your pillow and your face is so peaceful. When I blow lightly in your face, your nose crinkles up and it’s so cute. I softly leave the bed and take care of my morning duties…you don’t budge…but as soon as I get in the kitchen and you smell something you come down in that robe grabbing on me talking about ‘What are you doing, baby?’”

Do you really blow in my face?? I bust out laughing. That’s too funny. Mmmm, I love when you get up before me. I’m spoiled with breakfast. You are such an amazing cook. I love how we’d share it in bed. You are always so classy wanting to pour us some mimosas. Never did I think champagne would be a staple in the fridge.

I only do that sometimes when I try to rouse you from your sleep. I laugh with you then at your comment about being spoiled with breakfast. You certainly have a very healthy appetite for someone so tiny. I love mimosas and I could not believe you had never had one before. They are my one guilty pleasure and so are you my love that’s why I make them the mornings after we make love. They remind me of you and the way you smell. So citrusy. I get a little bit carried away.

I’m remember in the first time. Me laying back in my cutoff tee…you straddling me in my now your red jersey and we’d both sip the hell out of that champagne and orange juice. If I remember correctly…we were pleasantly tipsy. I remember a lot of laughing and tickles and giggles about nothing. And waffles. Damn you are amazing with the kitchen my lady.

That’s why you put a ring on my finger, isn’t it? I tease. You still fit that cutoff shirt too don’t you. It amazes me how you can eat so much and stay so svelte. Except for that butt of yours. That has expanded some but I can’t even complain about that. I remember those tipsy mornings. We haven’t had one of those in a while now. Not since opening the business. I used to laugh at you so much. You made those hilarious jokes. We had some great mornings. We still do.

That’s it - I need to start aerobics again- I want my pert butt to be a tight cuppage for your palms. You and your nurturing is what I crave my love.

Baby, you don’t need to change a thing I think your bottom is perfect just like it is now. Nothing is wrong with getting toned though. Maybe we could do some yoga together.You say the dearest things darling. I love you too.You know how women are. I’m all fixated on toning myself now ( big smile) 
You are already miss fit and trim, yoga queen.

I still think that you are perfect just the way you are my dearest. I smile before pulling you into my arms. You are gorgeous.

I melt completely. My head goes to rest on your shoulder. I love feeling being in your arms. I can’t help but trace your collarbone with my fingers and inhale your perfume. There’s no place better than right here.

I love the feeling of having you in my arms. I adore having every inch of soft woman pressed into me. I am only slightly taller than you and I love that because it gives me an advantage especially in the bedroom when I can pin you beneath me. You tuck your face into my neck and I feel you inhale my perfume. You are so cute when you snuggle into me, my little girl.

I adore you my strong beautiful Julia. So so in love. I want nothing more than to be in each other’s arms for all time.

As do I my henna goddess. You are my everything. I have never loved anyone the way that I love you.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

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1waitinonawoman:

francesgale:

barefootjedi23:

Julianadineshively One of my early college shots. Right after meeting Julia.

HOLY COW, I so did not recognize Annie in this picture! I just assumed that when she was in her early twenties, she looked like she did in her thirties. Basically, she didn’t age. But boy does she look good or what!

mmm…

that’s-

that’s literally all i have to say.

Amen right? Annie is so sexy sweet. Sigh…

My sweet darling. You looked so beautiful in this picture. You looked beautiful that entire day. I remember not wanting to let you get out of bed that morning. I hated when you had early classes.

I hated them too. You in that soft red jersey. Or…nothing at all…wrapped around me like an octopus. I adored it. You are all hands and limbs. And that small full size bed. Perfect for young lovers with no money.
I recall setting my alarm on my watch and starting to wear it to bed so as not to wake you. I would hear the beep…click it quickly…and slip out before you would awaken. You have no idea how sweet you look. Your hair can often be a mass of wild mane. The dark crescent of lashes against your cheeks. Each morning you would always do the same thing:
I slip out from the jungle of arms and legs. You then grip my pillow breathing in my scent…give a soft whimper of security..and settle into a deep dream.

I remember. That bed seemed so big and cold to me when you would rush off to class. I would wake up alone and smell you. Ginger and Citrus. I would get up and sometimes I would be in nothing but last nights marks. My hair would be all in tangles. I still wake up that way, tiger.
I have watched you sleeping many a time my love and I also find the site absolutely adorable. You hate the sun light so you are always just under the quilt. Your henna curls are sprawled on your pillow and your face is so peaceful. When I blow lightly in your face, your nose crinkles up and it’s so cute. I softly leave the bed and take care of my morning duties…you don’t budge…but as soon as I get in the kitchen and you smell something you come down in that robe grabbing on me talking about ‘What are you doing, baby?’”

Do you really blow in my face?? I bust out laughing. That’s too funny. Mmmm, I love when you get up before me. I’m spoiled with breakfast. You are such an amazing cook.
I love how we’d share it in bed. You are always so classy wanting to pour us some mimosas. Never did I think champagne would be a staple in the fridge.

I only do that sometimes when I try to rouse you from your sleep. I laugh with you then at your comment about being spoiled with breakfast. You certainly have a very healthy appetite for someone so tiny.
I love mimosas and I could not believe you had never had one before. They are my one guilty pleasure and so are you my love that’s why I make them the mornings after we make love. They remind me of you and the way you smell. So citrusy. I get a little bit carried away.

I’m remember in the first time. Me laying back in my cutoff tee…you straddling me in my now your red jersey and we’d both sip the hell out of that champagne and orange juice.
If I remember correctly…we were pleasantly tipsy. I remember a lot of laughing and tickles and giggles about nothing.
And waffles. Damn you are amazing with the kitchen my lady.

That’s why you put a ring on my finger, isn’t it? I tease. You still fit that cutoff shirt too don’t you. It amazes me how you can eat so much and stay so svelte. Except for that butt of yours. That has expanded some but I can’t even complain about that.
I remember those tipsy mornings. We haven’t had one of those in a while now. Not since opening the business. I used to laugh at you so much. You made those hilarious jokes. We had some great mornings. We still do.

That’s it - I need to start aerobics again- I want my pert butt to be a tight cuppage for your palms.
You and your nurturing is what I crave my love.

Baby, you don’t need to change a thing I think your bottom is perfect just like it is now. Nothing is wrong with getting toned though. Maybe we could do some yoga together.
You say the dearest things darling. I love you too.

You know how women are. I’m all fixated on toning myself now ( big smile) You are already miss fit and trim, yoga queen.

I still think that you are perfect just the way you are my dearest. I smile before pulling you into my arms. You are gorgeous.

I melt completely. My head goes to rest on your shoulder. I love feeling being in your arms. I can’t help but trace your collarbone with my fingers and inhale your perfume. There’s no place better than right here.

I love the feeling of having you in my arms. I adore having every inch of soft woman pressed into me. I am only slightly taller than you and I love that because it gives me an advantage especially in the bedroom when I can pin you beneath me. You tuck your face into my neck and I feel you inhale my perfume. You are so cute when you snuggle into me, my little girl.

I adore you my strong beautiful Julia. So so in love. I want nothing more than to be in each other’s arms for all time.

As do I my henna goddess. You are my everything. I have never loved anyone the way that I love you.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway. I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

I am intoxicated by your touch. My hand reaches to stroke your knee and thigh. I grasp the remote to click off the movie. We weren’t watching it any longer anyway.
I turn over to kiss you thighs sweetly. Whispering I request you lay back for me, sweetheart.

I look down at you as the television fades to black. You sly little gal. I continue to stroke your soft hair as your lips gently anoint my thighs with warm kisses and nips. I feel myself becoming aroused. I love it when you are tender with me like if you touch me wrong I might break. You whisper a request and I follow by laying back on the sofa. You smile fiendishly before nuzzling my plain pink panties.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you. I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision. Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo. I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

julianadineshively:

barefootjedi23:

Found this today. When did popcorn become a device for seduction?? That box is going to explode due to her smokin’ hotness.

Hello there darling. I kiss your cheek and then your lips before noticing what you have in your hands. Mhm, I love popcorn. How did you know that baby?

Movie and cuddle night ;)

That sounds fine darling. I am going to borrow pajamas though. I didn’t think to bring any. I missed you so much..I just could not wait to see you.

And I can never wait to see you.

I’m gazing upon this gorgeous woman in my lap. In my jersey and bunny slippers wearing soft pink undies. I love being a couple- we wear each other’s things. This was a most favored vision.

Moonstruck- one of our favorite movies. We laugh- we get nostalgic - it usually leads to line swapping but most of all - reminds us to be blissfully in love with life and each other right now.

I love nothing more than being swathed in your tee shirt. It smells like you. I lean against you and pull the afghan over us as we watch the movie together. You start stroking my arm while I play gently with your ringlets. I love running my fingers through your curly mane. It’s so soft. I just wanted to bury my face inside of it and inhale your soft scented shampoo.

I laugh at something funny in the movie and I turn to see you watching me rather contented. You stroke my cheek lovingly and kiss my lips ever so softly. It’s amazing how the tiniest kiss can steal my breath away. You release them and I sit up pulling you to lay in my lap where I am able to run my fingers through your tresses unhindered.

I sigh contentedly. Those fingers weave through my mane of unruly curls. You are so skilled at this. Your soft toned thighs are wonderful to lay in. My fingertips stroke a well sculpted knee. I’m no longer watching the movie as much as listening to it with closed eyelids. Nothing is more peaceful or desirable than my lovely Julia.

We have seen this movie too many times to count now so I am more than happy to ignore it in favor of the lovely red head laying in my lap. Your eyes are closed and you seem so at peace as I stroke your hair. I love watching my fingers drown in the soft spindled fire. Your shampoo invades my senses. Warm honey and milk. The most calming of scents.