Spanking, spanking, spanking. Okay, I probably should have my ass beat. I have been a mouthy wench lately, it's not really normal for me to be that way, okay well when push comes to shove, and the shoves start to not feel all that great, I'm going to shove back.
Mostly
But I'm not baring my ass for one. Nope, not me, I'm kinda shy, you know.
I did add some pics to my page, maybe some topless next, not too shy about that, my boobs are all over the internet and have been for years anyways. But um.. hmm
Maybe I'll get back to a little erotic modeling again or or or... start camming it up again.
They used to call me a troll magnet. ~smirks. Guilty!
Gosh, OH Gosh~ I was commanded to whoop my ass on cam before, my butt was raw, I used a hair brush, ..
but it's just not the same as getting flipped over, backing my ass into some C*ck and...
WHAP WHAP WHAP!!!!. That's how he gives it to me, spanks my ass as an unspoken command to....
.....Fuck!
(startstalkingtomyselfagainandtriestogobacktosleepwiththoughtsofyumyumonmymind)
This might have been brought to you by a morphine moment.
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Hmmmm. I don't know if these heavy breathing exercises are good or bad for me right now, but I'm willing to risk reading it again ... ;)
I am glad your comments are working again. They haven't been for quite some time. I asked my wife to mention on her blog that this type of comment box wasn't working for a long time for every blogger using it (this one is notorious for troubles) and then told her how to correct it so if you are interested in preventing any more problems go check out her last post (Tuesday's).
If not, it'll probably be okay most of the time so if you run into a long period of no comments any time in the future, you might want to check to see if it's busted again.
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The unusual behaviour could be related to what you are going through right now. Not necessarily an excuse, but a reason. Its understandable.
I think so. I do believe you are right. I'm on edge, I'm worried, I'm scared. I keep a large portion of my feelings to myself, but let others out. I want to have fun, but am limited in everything. I want to be up and about on my feet and legs and just don't get to have that. And going pee doesn't count.
I think I'm at a crossroads of sorts. It's almost more difficult to re learn myself then it is to learn others.
And you are right again, not an excuse, but a reason.
Thank you.
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