I actually really, really like safe words. I think they’re crazy hot and there are so many options. Last night I had a dirty dream about Sam and his girlfriend that gave me an idea for a new one. I
I’m sitting on my bed wearing my ruffled ankle socks, about to put on a Bambino diaper.
Therese set her bag down in her room and sprawled out on the bed. Getting here had been more stressful than she had anticipated. She had assumed that checking into a hotel was checking into a hotel was checking into
We climb the stairs back to my apartment. He walks behind me and I know why. My long, satin dress clings to my ass and legs and he has always been a man who appreciates a perky ass and curvaceous
His breathing has been steady for at least thirty minutes, but I’ve been waiting for this all day and I can’t ruin it by being over anxious. I have to wait until I’m sure. My arm oozes across the comforter
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a sound was heard, but the click of a mouse. Her stockings were clipped to her garter with care, In hopes that his prick soon would be there. The
Elise tugged at her skirt and worried, for the hundredth time, that her diaper was showing. Of course it wasn’t, especially under all the ruffles of her chiffon petticoat, but the thought that even a few inches of her thickly
For the hundredth time, Diana brushed invisible stray hairs up under her veil and Veronica swatted her hand away. “Stop that! You’re only messing it up.” Diana examined herself in the large mirror. She knew she looked lovely in her
Melissa slid a stick of bright pink bubble gum into her mouth and began chewing pensively. She was leaning up against the lockers, one foot braced against them, thrusting her knee out at a lazy, yet imposing angle that showed
Emma sat in the waiting room with her hands folded in her lap, digging her toe into the carpet and trying to breathe slowly. Karen had told her that breathing slowly was really the only thing to do–that, and pray.