Ants Attack BDSM

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Seriously.  Somebody found my blog by typing that phrase into a search engine.

What

Yeah.  My thoughts exactly.

People are into some weird shit.

Thank you, Google.

Hunh. Whattaya Know.

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Apparently, I am twice as inspirational as I am virginal virtuous versatile.

And I have the pictures to prove it.

Heh.

I’ll not be showing you *those* photos today though.  Logos only, thankyouverymuch:

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If you’re going to crook your finger at me, make sure you rub my G-spot.

Give it back.

No.

Hon, it’s mine.  You have to give it back.

I don’t want to.

I need it.

You have others.  Why do you need this one?

Because my cock is begging you.

Your cock?

Yes.

It’s…  Begging?

Begging.

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The Best I Ever Had

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I feel like I have a hole in my soul. She was an independent thinker, a sleeper-inner, a kitty lover, and a lovey-dover unlike any other. She was the best fit for our family I could have ever imagined possible, and I miss her terribly.