#SinfulSunday – Wax
I never asked for big boobs.
In fact, I never wanted any boobs.
I can remember sitting in the auditorium, in second grade, listening to the guest speaker talking to us about the changes our bodies would be making, and suppressing anxiety-induced vomit.
It’s not that I have a problem with boobs, or that I wanted to be a boy. I don’t and I didn’t. I actually really like boobs on other people (I’m not even opposed to man boobs), and I remember thinking boys had it so much easier than us girls. I just didn’t want boobs of my own. Read more…
Bruises, and pussy, and boobs! Oh my!
So here’s some pictures of the bruises from the other night. Enjoy! 🙂
HNT – Moar Boobs!
Soooo… It’s “that time”. And I’m really not interested in doing another shoot today. M threatened to do one anyway, till I was all “Ooo! That’s a perfect shot! Let’s use that.”
I… am a cheater.
But! You get more boobs!
My First Wanton Wednesday
M’s been talking about playing along with Wanton Wednesday since it began, but finding time to put a camera in His hands is next to impossible. Last week, He took a small series, so I stole this one from there. Boobs!
Wanna see who else is playing? Click on the hiney: