I went into boxing to be strong, that simple. It’s never easy to be a woman in a society where everyone thinks you’re small and helpless, so I wanted to clear my way. Men I met were raising their eyebrows when I was telling them what I did for fun, telling me it wasn’t a woman’s sport, but I didn’t listen to them.
It’s Tuesday and I’ve got loads to update you on. It’s been a busy festive week and it’s time to start getting kinky again.
My girlfriend didn’t want me to finish inside of her, she wanted to go down on me, something she hadn’t done for quite some time.
I’ve wanted to share my nudes for years and Jess has let me upload them on her membership. It feels so freeing. Hope you enjoy <3
It’s been a tough few months. I was stuck in the USA whilst my girlfriend was also stuck across the world in China where she is attending classes. I had a feeling I was going to struggle to get back to her after the trouble I had with
I took a break from the pill when I split up with my ex, I figured I wanted to let my body have a rest for a while and it was great, I could be careful when I was casually hooking up with people but when my new boyfriend walked into my life we had so much sex that going back on the pill was the best option for me and now he can happily cum inside of me whenever just how I like it because I love the feeling of being full of cum. 😋
Karla is a great woman, we have been dating in secret for 2 years now. The reason nobody can know that we are dating is that Karla’s family is very religious and they don’t want her to date anyone outside of who they deem appropriate.
Our parties have always been known for being a little wild. When we host parties our guests know they’re going to be in for a treat, anything goes at our place.
If someone told me that they get their ice cream for free I would think that it was a joke. I know, it does seem like one, but I wasn’t paying for mine for years, and all that thanks to my vendor. Bruce opened the shop when I was just out of school and I instantly went there to try the ice cream at that new place.
I rapped my knuckles on the doorframe of the bedroom, where we had set up a makeshift home office for my wife, Clara, to work from home. She was sitting at the desk against the window, typing on her laptop. She was always so busy lately.
