Hey sweets! Thanks for this message, but I have to wonder what it is after all this time (I presume you’ve been here a while?) that keeps you from coming off anon? In any case, lovely mystery person, I hope you have a wonderful day and that wherever you are the sun is shining. Unless of course you hate the sun, in which case I hope the clouds are thick because you deserve to have your every meteorological desires fulfilled, amongst other things. (;
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Oh gosh, no. Lissie is a folk rock singer. Someone sent me this cover that actually appears on her latest EP and I thought I’d pass it along. (:
Because they’re the first thing to go tan in the summertime and they look so long and strong and I just picture what they’d feel like wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly to him as he does that annoying thing where he kisses that place on your neck that makes your shoulder shoot up to your ear and a shudder fly down your spine, or how the lean muscles in them flex just slightly when he tugs you closer to the edge of the bed, taking a few slow tugs at his already-slick cock before lining himself up at your entrance and easing in, your breath catching as he leans down and rests his weight upon them, mumbling in your ear how fucking good you feel.
LADIES I HAVE A DATE TOMORROW
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If only I hasn’t scheduled my date at 2 a.m.
That’s awesome! Hope you have a good time :) xx
On the subject of being wronged, I’ve found that Brits are more inclined to remain reserved, seething inwardly. Americans on the other hand, we’re more the ‘gonna shit on your lawn’ type.