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TMI Tuesday: February 21, 2017

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Wait, wait. Come back. I’m here. It’s a holiday in the U.S. I slept in, got disoriented about what day it was but finally here is this week’sTMI Tuesday.

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Fill-in the blank.

1. I am too busy to _____ .
2. Last week I did not do TMI Tuesday because
_____ .
3. Last week’s TMI Tuesday’s _____ were _____ .
4. _____ depends on dreams.
5. Virgin _____ .

Bonus: The more you learn, the more you know, the more you know, the more you forget. The more you forget, the less you know. So why bother to learn?

Your thoughts? Do you agree or disagree with this statement?

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Slithering By

“I like when you come back from a slither and are able to deliver such a load only minutes after your last offering.” She daintily licked my remaining offerings of her finely manicured nails.

By now memories of my travel were non existent.

As I had stated previously most often I would return to Judy.

Until I didn’t.

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Gute Nacht Allerseits!

Cindy Surfaces

I found pleasure doing Cindy like a little doggy draped upon the well stuffed arm of my overstuffed divan. The access to her hind quarters given while she place her hands on the floor next to the sofa left her wide and wanton as I plumbed her depths and my hips slapped her hindquarters.

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Reflecting On His Toes

Here he is again.

I answered and allowed another 2am ministration.

No subterfuge of a date or dinner.

Just this.

I guess I should feel like an afterthought. But I feel his tongue assail my now flowing folds with sideways twitches and tender pooks into my depths. I relish relief from the dry empty feel of earlier that night as I tossed and turned in my barren bed.

That’s when he tosses me over on my belly and I rise up on all fours. Quivering arms and knees. No longer does he tease me with his tongue. His large smooth helmeted cock knob spreads me a little bit at a time, then slowly draws out pulling with salacious suction and vacuum formed seal enticing my silk lining to him. When he finally plunges into me my head raises to our reflection in my vanities mirror. My boobs hanging in their melony fullness, his face filled with desire as he fills his hands with them. His persistent prick pulses in my pussy augmenting the fullness I feel.

My cup runneth over

He begins to pull out and and from that angle the bottom of his knob skitters across my spot of G making my elbows shiver. I feel him rise up on his toes as he slowly withdraws. The pressure of his steely shaft running between my butt cheeks is delicious.The tension in his shaft as it bends to meet taint and ass while the head stays in me is palpable. I arch my buns heavenward to keep his helmet concealed in my tight clenching cunt. He teases my portal again with his swollen knob. When he does the high drop dive into me he hit my spot dead center. My arms buckled. I whimpered as is hands slid off my tits as they smushed into my mattress. My mirror view lost. The reflective lens of me getting fucked royally was replaced with my minds eye fireworks on sheets of my glissando O.

Ohhh…

As he bounds from behind I take my solace that he will not leave my bed tonight.

Phoning It In

Cum Me To The Quick

“Looks like a pumpkin patch of delight.”

What did he just say?

“Feels like banana heaven.”

If his nipple tweaking fingers hadn’t had me near orgasm while he slid his dick vigorously between my tits I would have laughed. Instead the moan that started in my cunt, bounced of my breasts, and emitted from my throat was the most genuine reaction his last bit of verbal buffoonery could command.

Enough bunny beastie bouncing…

Oh, there I am doing it through the cum fog. I am distracted. I am rolling in sweet O again from his fingers, his cock, and now his mouth on my tits.

But then.

I open my eyes and he is there. Clear blue eyes peering deep into the brown depths of mine.

I raise my legs in salute and wrap them around his trim waist. My heels leverage into the small of his back while the tip of his incredibly firm erection introduces itself to the seeping slit between my thighs. His crown parts those seepy lips of mine stretching them from wider to gaping.

We look into each others eyes.

I feel his shaft as it glides in behind those clutching walls of my pussy. I feel his naked chest press my now tantalized tits still humming from his touch, as his weight presses me to the floor, his cock gains full purchase, and his balls now rest lovingly against my taint.

We look into each others eyes.

Our bunny hop starts slowly and then builds.

I am not a moaner.

I moan.

I am not a clawer.

I claw

We look into each others eyes.

I will always answer his calls now.

Each time

Every time.

We look into each others eyes.

Each O more shattering shivering crescendo. Like a third to a fifth to an octave over.

Again and again and again I cum.

I don’t always come. But when I do….

Still no more than ten steps from my front door.

Quick Control

I was pleasantly treated to the most responsive cock I have ever had in my mouth. Like the difference between manual and power steering. Of course I grabbed his hips just for good measure. After all he had called me from a bar at closing time to come here and do…. This?

Yet like a sports car I guided him with ease through his pace lap around my mouth and throat. A gentle suck would bring that beautiful shaft gliding down my tongue. When I pressed up with my tongue he would slow to a stop. When I could feel the head of him fill my throat, I would use an upward motion of my hands and tongue causing his lovely shaft to retreat upward. As I became more comfortable with the control I began to experiment with angles, rhythm, and depth change. As my comfort and control level rose, so did his tip fill my throat deeper and deeper until I almost had him devoured.

Almost. But enough that his sack rested nicely on my chin as he plunged the depths of my now foot free mouth. AS his glorious dick jack rabbited in and out of my mouth the fog of my previous cumming was clearing. The silky skin of his shaft and ball combo platter in and about my mouth was pleasing. But not orgasmisizing.

His cock was slick and shiny from my spittle, so I pushed him all the way out and gave his huge balls the licking they deserved for disturbing my slumbers. My tongue licked his shaft as his balls slid down my neck returning him to the perfect approach to a boob boinking bonanza.

My boobs.

His boink

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