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WEDNESDAY’S CONFESSION: WHO AM I?
From the first sip of that cool bone dry martini, I found myself in deep thought. What makes someone a success? Passion for what you do and how you bring that something special into the world. No fear. High confidence. Intimacy. Creating and building it. This is my passion. Authentic connection in a world of distraction. Apologies for my stream of consciousness.
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DESIGNED BY ME, INSPIRED BY HIM
Like a drought in the desert, I found my oasis. It has been so long. Too long. This inspiration comes from the most unexpected of places. As he says, ” you are my sweet babygirl.” A whisper, a command. Oh those words, how sweet they are indeed. I can feel the shock to my pussy every time. Awakened. How did I know? When you really know yourself, have studied the places and corners that lurk under the surface, it is much easier to attract the vibrations that you crave. The energies that are necessary for your mental, emotional and carnal nutrition. All the study. The pain. When you turn yourself…
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MONDAY LOVE: THE JOURNEY
Listen closely. There are no shortcuts or hacks when it comes to building intimacy.
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FANTASY FRIDAY BABY – DEEP THROAT
For you on a new month…
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WEDNESDAY’S WISDOM: REARVIEW MIRROR
Sometimes looking back is the catalyst for all the ecstasy that lies in unknown before us.
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MONDAY LOVE: A.M. DICK
Your dick wakes you before you drink your coffee. A reminder of your virility, purpose ad passion for what’s ahead – the next minutes, hours and days. Let that hardness drive you.
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SUNDAY WISDOM: INTIMACY UNDERBELLY
A few minutes of my thoughts on the underbelly of intimacy that exists but is often not shared. What do you think?
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PETITE FRIDAY THOUGHTS: MY OBSESSION
I may not have you but nothing feels better then when I can feel your body so intensely close to me that for a moment, there is no difference between us. This is passion. Our secret that blooms between us when the moment strikes. The warmth of my mouth sizzling on your dick. An Artist’s pen, I lead your hardness all over my eyes, face, my breasts and feeding the tonsils of my throat. Until your mine.
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WEDNESDAY’S STORY: AIRPORT EMBRACE
Yesterday was a very long day that ended in a revitalizing gesture. Small gestures from strangers. We spend so much time online trying to connect with me people and experiences. I would argue that in our real lives, we may be hesitant with intimacy. We are often afraid of one another’s “personal space.” I do try to break that whenever I can. It was nice to experience something different.
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PETITE FRIDAY THOUGHTS: BREASTS, BREASTS, BREASTS
Let us focus and homage to the breasts. We need to slow down and appreciate one delicious body part at a time. Desire illustrated with precision.