I haven’t paid tribute to this fantastic couple in far too long.  What a wonderful, sexy, mouth-watering body of work they have shared.  Whenever Susan and I are in need of  inspiration from a real couple, this is our go to blog.  Thanks, you two.

Mr. Crow

I haven’t paid tribute to this fantastic couple in far too long. What a wonderful, sexy, mouth-watering body of work they have shared. Whenever Susan and I are in need of inspiration from a real couple, this is our go to blog. Thanks, you two.

Mr. Crow

(via concealed-exposure)

Please say yes, my love …  say it with another photo like this … just for me … and I will do the same to shrink the distance between us … and be your girl again … just yours.  I love you.

Please say yes, my love … say it with another photo like this … just for me … and I will do the same to shrink the distance between us … and be your girl again … just yours. I love you.

… and if I allowed him to shoot his cum deep into my throat and purred like a kitten in thanks … would you forgive me, my love? Would you?

(Source: thethirddeadlysin)

 … would you forgive me, my love … for worshipping his clock with my mouth and tongue … even knowing you were not there to watch and encourage and protect … would you?

… would you forgive me, my love … for worshipping his clock with my mouth and tongue … even knowing you were not there to watch and encourage and protect … would you?

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 . .  and would you forgive me if my cries of protest turned to moans of ecstasy when  strange hands smeared the rouge from my nipples and I stopped struggling and slid  to my knees … . ?

. . and would you forgive me if my cries of protest turned to moans of ecstasy when strange hands smeared the rouge from my nipples and I stopped struggling and slid to my knees … . ?

(via hplessflirt)

. .  . oooh … and forgive me for wondering what might come from too many small smiles and too many questioning glances …and allowed stranger to carry my purchases to my car … and then follow me home … and then allow him to come inside for just a cup of coffee . .  . would you forgive me for being so careless, my love?

. . . oooh … and forgive me for wondering what might come from too many small smiles and too many questioning glances …and allowed stranger to carry my purchases to my car … and then follow me home … and then allow him to come inside for just a cup of coffee . . . would you forgive me for being so careless, my love?

(via hplessflirt)

 … forgive me for shedding my panties every day this week … and for enjoying the thrill of such a lascivious  pleasure … and forgive me for he small smile that greets the questioning glances from so many men.

… forgive me for shedding my panties every day this week … and for enjoying the thrill of such a lascivious pleasure … and forgive me for he small smile that greets the questioning glances from so many men.

(via marriedlovers)

 … yes, forgive me for dressing  as the slut when I venture out to shop … and forgive me for savoring the stares I milk from strange men …

… yes, forgive me for dressing as the slut when I venture out to shop … and forgive me for savoring the stares I milk from strange men …

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 … Forgive me for rouging my nipples to a translucent pink as I stand before the mirror …  yes, it makes me feel wanton . .  and desirable … . and willing to … I shudder even now to answer that question, my love.

… Forgive me for rouging my nipples to a translucent pink as I stand before the mirror … yes, it makes me feel wanton . . and desirable … . and willing to … I shudder even now to answer that question, my love.

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 … but these wings I have sprouted are not strong enough to fly to you, my love.  And so I am here alone, able only to take flight within my own imagination, which thugs and pulls at me relentlessly.  Forgive me, my love, for I cannot resist taking my own small journeys.

… but these wings I have sprouted are not strong enough to fly to you, my love. And so I am here alone, able only to take flight within my own imagination, which thugs and pulls at me relentlessly. Forgive me, my love, for I cannot resist taking my own small journeys.

(Source: thethirddeadlysin)