morning love
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POST-BIRTHDAY THOUGHTS: LESSONS IN CHEMISTRY
Real intimacy is only possible to the degree that we can be honest about what we are doing and feeling.” Joyce Brothers My morning love note to you.
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MORNING LOVE: UNE PETITE LECON ORALE
It is one of my favorite things. We need to appreciate the art of oral for what it is – a massage between a pair of beautiful thighs.
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WEDNESDAY MORNING LOVE: A LITTLE BIT OF YOU
A hotel room snuggle and back in Boston on Friday. Happy hump day!
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TUESDAY MORNING LOVE: A KITCHEN FANTASY
A fantasy I want to share. Happy Tuesday!
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MORNING LOVE & A TUESDAY TREAT: DESIRE
“Desire is the pulse of the soul.” Unknown
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MORNING LOVE: THE OMNIPOTENCE OF LANGUAGE
“Language is courage: the ability to conceive a thought, to speak it, and by doing so to make it true.” Salman Rushdie Think before you speak. We have heard this at some point in our lives. Yet, it can be easy to forget. Language can be a cheap whore. As we begin a new week, let’s show a little more recognition to the words we say and how we say them. We give words their power. Its time to listen to Mr. Rushdie and give them more courage.
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Wednesday Morning Love: The D Word
It’s time to breathe, touch and listen.
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TUESDAY MORNING LOVE: COCK MEDITATIONS
When you are feeling stressed, close your eyes…
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MONDAY MORNING LOVE: ITS TIME…
“Everyone should smile. Life really isn’t that serious. We make it hard. The sun rises. The sun sets. We just tend to complicate the process.”Everyone should smile. Life really isn’t that serious. We make it hard. The sun rises. The sun sets. We just tend to complicate the process.” Arian Foster What is obvious we tend to overlook. Perhaps it is because we need a puzzle to solve. The approach to life can’t be super simple. Creating our own success has to be a bit more complex, doesn’t it? A basic behavior like smiling, we forget to do it. And let me tell you, serious looks aren’t your friend as…
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IT’S NOT APRIL 1ST – LOVE THE LICKING
You are no fool. At least in April. Let me share more of my feelings on what it means to be between my thighs…