I would say that I am experienced in being fucked in the ass, but only by my Master. We don’t ass fuck often. I would say on occasion. 

Ass to Pussy is apparently a thing. It has names like: A2P or ATP or simply Ass-to-pussy.  Basically, it means fucking an ass and then fucking a pussy, with either a penis or a dildo/strap on. 

This, I have not experienced. And I really don’t want to because I’m worried about spreading something from ass to pussy that would bother my sensitive pussy. Maybe I’m being OCD? What do you think?

Lion’s Pride

After reading this post  Walking the Mile by Annie, and seeing this picture, I had to post.

I love this beautiful picture. I love the way the male lion appears to “own” his pride. And doesn’t a lion always look proud of his pride. I love the way you can perceive the maleness and femaleness in this picture. At least I can see it. Maybe I’m actually seeing the Domness and the subness. 😉 (I think I just made up a new word?)

I remembered something from my teen years. I was watching a documentary about lions with my father. The documentary explained that a lioness may mate up to 50 times a day. I blurted out to my father that I wished I were a lioness!!!! Of course, I immediately turned red, giggled nervously and ran from the room. My father never said a word!!!! 

I’m Feisty for My Age

I can sooo relate to some of this!!!!!

The SisterWives

The weird thing is, you get more comfortable in yourself, even as time is giving you less reason for it. When you’re young and beautiful, you’re paranoid and miserable. I think one of the great advantages of getting older is that you let go of certain things.”

                                                                 ~Helen Mirren

Everyone has that moment, I think, where you suddenly see your reflection in another person’s eyes, and it is an unwelcome reality check.

I play bar trivia with co-workers once a week, many of them younger, and they want me on their team because I have all the obscure Sanskrit gods, Pink Floyd, and 70’s porn questions. We drink a little too much, eat fried pickles and sometimes we make up answers just to see how many people we can lead astray. A few weeks ago, one of the other girls forgot her wallet, so I paid her tab, making sure…

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Deep Voice

i was walking past two men talking at my job yesterday, on the way to the bathroom and I almost stopped dead in my tracks. I heard sex. No, not sex taking place, but rather I felt sex. No, I don’t mean I was having sex, but rather, I melted. And I grinned. Because I heard the sexiest voice, so so deep and slow. Not gruff. Just deeeeeeeep. Oh my. Glancing sideways to see this sex, I was disappointed. Definitely not my type……but ohhhh the voice!