A miña gatiña tímida
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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A miña gatiña tímida
Suddenly I saw the best dog in the world
Another glow-in-the-dark sculpture – Pyjama Squid. Hope it brightens your day! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
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"Andras, grand marquis of Hell. He is seen with the body of an angel (and) the head of an owl." The owl head symbolizes nocturnal malevolence and secret knowledge; the wolf, ferocity; the angel's body, his fallen character.
Dictionnaire infernal. 1863.
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This man needs to be hunted for sport.
Agora si que acabo de perder a fé toda
Luns, 1 de xullo de 2026. Quenda nocturna no traballo. Que fas para non te durmir diante da pantalla? Pois o lóxico é falar co compañeiro, compartir gustos, experiencias... O máis normal do mundo.
Xa dende o principio había moita distancia entre os dous, non coincidimos en nada, pero eu sigo intentando tender pontes. Ata hoxe.
Eu estaba ollando debuxos, bocetos, tattoos e falando con el do tema. Como nada do que vexo me convence, paso a mirar cousas que teño gardadas na nube dende fai anos:
Cando lle vexo a cara de estar máis perdido que un pulpo nun garaxe, procedo, inocentemente, a dicirlle que é un debuxo de Castelao. Foi aí cando toda a dinamita do mundo fixo estoupar as miñas pontes e reducilas a cinsas:
"¿De Castelao? Non sabía que Castelao pintaba"
Quedei pampo. E mudo
Tattooed Bananas | Phil Hansen
Onde algúns só vemos caos, outros ven calma. Onde algúns buscamos a perfección, outros atopan a improvisación. Onde algúns buscamos as cores puras, outras crean cores orgánicas, terrosas, vivas.
Talento e beleza a partes iguais. Sigue sempre así, miña gatiña. Quérote moito
Bo proveito!
Yes..but... the chair is a bit small, I risk falling, I need a front support and a back one.
Yes you do. Although the presentation and ease of access is desirable, I would prefer a much more steady mounting position.
Perhaps bent over the foot board of a bed, with your ankles secured to the foot posts and your arms stretched and tied to the head board. Plenty of support, and plenty of access for me.
Even better would be having her tied, arms and legs, to each corner of a St Andrew’s cross. Lots of fun, and no danger of falling. In a position where she’d be unable to resist the pleasures that await. ☘️
Context: the comment refers to the image you find below.
In being tied to the St. Andrew's cross or at the foot board of the bed there's a strong emotional impact. It's a game that simulates a rape: in symbolism we are possessed against our will, we're available to everyone. We feel totally dominated by the male who controls the game: it is a primordial act that generates strong excitement.
When I made the post you see below, I was thinking about the excitement generated by being fucked on a pillory: obscenely exposed and available to all males present.