No title available
titsay
h
Show & Tell
Keni
Claire Keane
Monterey Bay Aquarium
taylor price
untitled
sheepfilms
gracie abrams
KIROKAZE
No title available
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
The Stonewall Inn
d e v o n
ojovivo
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
No title available
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
seen from Albania
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Peru
seen from South Africa
seen from Philippines
seen from Brazil
seen from Ireland
seen from Mexico
seen from Italy
seen from South Africa
seen from Russia
seen from Germany
seen from Colombia
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Algeria
seen from Australia
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Kenya
seen from Italy
@neptun6
A threesome with Amy's brother again. Guaranteed discretion! Doesn't even raise her body count; cements my dominance over him (he's my employee) when he blows me with his dog collar on while she pegs him. She loves the kitchen pass to his big tool, bashing her cervix. His wife doesn't suspect, despite my frequent hitting on her. Amy wants to marry, but I told her she never even got a toe ring off her brother. I think their Dad may have misbehaved. They have no contact with him.
Let me feel it
Reblogged from @ginas-lesbian-side
When your Sister and I used to make out in front of the whole clique at the beach to see all the boys' cocks get fully erect. Well, we liked it more than we let on. She certainly enjoyed checking out your getting hard for our cavorting. So my husband wants a threesome, huh? You knew who I'd want, but you are going to have to man up and ask her on a hotel room date first. I'm not your pimp. She's not eighteen anymore, and you two only share one parent. I think you should arm yourself with a gold toe ring or gold nipple stud to underline your resolve. I'll tell you right now I expect a `Carte Blanche Kitchenpass´ in exchange for yours. This rewrites our contract.
Let me feel it
Reblogged from @ginas-lesbian-side
I was in seventh grade before my sister and I found out our Mom had posed for magazines and made some films. Someone had put a magazine in my bookbag. I began compiling a portfolio that I kept hidden except when I wanted to shock my sister, when she threatened to confront our Mom that we knew. My Mom found a portion of my stash and tried to flip the shame card on me, saying that I was masturbating to images of my own mom, which I didn't admit to for months, but upon confessing, relaxed the whole situation, the recognition that she'd paid the bills as a `Victim of Male Lust´ was what she needed. She confided some of her past to my Sister proposing an exchange of confession of sins she suspected us of that she never named. We kept mum. We'd seen the videos and foldouts of her DP and deep-throating BBCs and lesbian action. If she wanted solidarity and transparent insight into our misdeeds she would have to ante up transparency and commit to sharing equal guilt without knowing what she'd discover. She'd have to tell us our Father's real names too.
Your brother didn't mention that I run my hand over his junk whenever we exchange a bussi? Or what I intend to do with him? You know wanting you to watch while being certain I can depend on your discretion is my big kick. He's had no compunction about you seeing how hard he gets for me. I know you two will keep this just between us, it is just sex right?
This dress was always your dad's favorite when he was still in high school. From the tenting of your gym shorts, I assume it's okay with you too. Your mom knows about my preference for undergraduate and especially pre-undergraduate athletes of the ambitious type. She referred you to me to request mentorship? As a school principal, I could really help you. You'll need to be discreet, especially about my disciplining and rewards. Come kneel between my knees to demonstrate your commitment to excellence.
(via addicted2xxx)
(via cosmicvenompresence)
(via est64)
(via zoobie-zoobie)
(via supercandela)
Mom said little brothers who seduce their big sisters can never be trustworthy husbands. She cited Uncle Tobie as a prime example.
It's 37°C, bro. I'd love to ride in your cabrio instead of walking. I hope you won't fret the smirch of being seen with your sister? If I'd known I'd be seen getting out of your sports car, I'd have worn my pumps. Quick, drive me home so I can change and get my purse, pumps, and my see-through tanga. You'll look less like a thirsty wanna-be if you're not out alone anyway. I love a little envious scandal. The boulevard chicks in the cafés will all want to be me.
My big stepsister is always on me to work my rear and side deltoids, emphasizing my forearms, abdominals, glutes, and diet during the off-season as if diving were a beauty contest. It doesn't help much with my swimming times or my wrestling either. I'm teaching her some wrestling moves. She is my biggest fan, flushing all red with enthusiasm during my matches and when we practice (saying it's from taking too much vitamin B3.) She likes the rough play, but disparages my matches as disappointing `homoerotic rape-porn theater´ with no happy ending.
My sister dropped her second baby, and this is just what happens, we get all emotional, hormonal, horney, milky, and romantic.
👉 FIND MY HOT STUFF HERE
I reassured my Mom that I've always used the same anonymous bull in my raw videos whenever possible to keep both of our body counts and infection risk down. You'd be surprised how low my actual body count is. No one in the industry knows who he is. It is a point of honor for us to maintain his secret anonymity.
The Senator's law professor wife usually insisted that my sister and I perform for her first on our dates. Our discretion was her second-highest priority; she wasn't that much of a spectator. She collected leverage but committed to our full ride at university and an internship with a Federalist Society Associate Judge, now that we've become too overripe to suit her kink. She owns us `benevolently,´ but we have no college debt to pay off and good prospects within the Party.
Oops! It's okay that you don't knock, but you never know what you might walk in on when I'm napping, bro. It is just too hot for underwear in June, and I'm not very well-groomed. Is Mom out shopping?
Are you sure you're okay with my brother seeing this? I mean, he won't tell your wife or girlfriend, but the internet is forever.
A month of vacation with my little brother on Martinique in exchange for three house payments while I'm between jobs. I can't believe my husband negotiated this. I should never have admitted our youthful indiscretions to him.
Dad said anal isn't incest, mom says oral doesn't count as incest. They've driven into town, and won't be back for hours, what do you say? Want to go swimming in the creek?
Should I feel shame for physically craving your lust for me, or for compromising your moral tropes when I see your shame for feeling beguiled by forbidden intimacy? Everyone wants to get their first lover back. Even Dad knows he will always pale in Mom's eyes compared to her lost love, whoever he was. At least we can always keep each other close. Your erections outshout volumes of your rationalized moral platitudes. Come on, one last time before you go back to the seminary.
