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Fantasia Lillith « Pillow Talk
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This site will soon be shut down … I’ve gone self hosted! Find new stories at:. August 20, 2010. Posted by Fantasia Lillith. Stories that will Disappear! A Personal Message from Fantasia Lillith. Please note that by the end of July 2010 the following stories will be removed from Pillow Talk Press for the book AND for publishing (more on this later). The Red of Blood. Writing some new stories for all of you to enjoy and sailing up and down the river with my Love on a small yacht. June 23, 2010. But I just...
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Thoughts While Sitting In Front of a Fan | Scenes From Inside a Middle-Aged Head
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Scenes From Inside a Middle-Aged Head. It's an outlet.somewhere to put the stuff clogging my brain. Thoughts From Under A Down Comforter →. Thoughts While Sitting In Front of a Fan. July 12, 2011. Summer has finally arrived. The definition of summer has nothing to do with a place on a calendar or the position of the sun in the sky. It has to do with the temperature. Yesterday, the temperature hit 92 degrees. 92 DEGREES. It is television, after all. This entry was posted in Books. July 13, 2011 at 10:30 AM.
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megawfa79 | Scenes From Inside a Middle-Aged Head
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Scenes From Inside a Middle-Aged Head. It's an outlet.somewhere to put the stuff clogging my brain. This week is the first time I’ve had time off from work in six months. I needed a road trip – badly. Getting out of town in the dead of winter on limited funds left me with few options. So … Continue reading →. January 22, 2013. Thoughts From Under A Down Comforter. October 20, 2012. Thoughts While Sitting In Front of a Fan. July 12, 2011. March 24, 2011. Saint Patrick's Day. Things That Make You Go Hmmmmm.
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Life and Stuff | Scenes From Inside a Middle-Aged Head
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Scenes From Inside a Middle-Aged Head. It's an outlet.somewhere to put the stuff clogging my brain. Thoughts From Under A Down Comforter. January 22, 2013. This week is the first time I’ve had time off from work in six months. I needed a road trip – badly. Getting out of town in the dead of winter on limited funds left me with few options. So what did I do? 8221; “yeah, I do”, she said, “and I think you’ve got some stuff going on that you haven’t dealt with.”. When the movie ended, Stefan excuse himself ...
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July 29, 2009 2 Comments. In her head he was an obsession, a. Play-thing wrapped in glittered silk with a diamond bow. Her hands racing through the pages of her open diary. Lost, rolled to far down. Skirt pulled up around her waist. Her mouth wrapped around his cock. Fantasy behind drawn back. July 9, 2009 2 Comments. Lost against the whispering light of the candles, her body arched beautifully against his every touch, the soft glow of the. The pleasure they were both creating. Loved her like this. Shado...
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How old are you? What are you passionate about in life? Love, sex, life, dancing, erotic books, him and beautiful lingerie. Describe yourself in five words. Dark haired, vintage, flirty, passionate and bubbly. What is your preferred era of Erotica? I am obsessed with Victorian erotica. Choose five items you could not live without. Bright red lipstick, stockings, him, black stiletto heels and my journal. What are three of your best features? My corset waist, lips and my feet. What is your signature scent?
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Be Very Quiet | Whisper Low
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Let me whisper my tales softly in your ear. We agree to arrive separately. I arrive first and find a seat at the bar, one that faces the door so I can see you enter. Where are you? Reality quickly brings us out of our passion-soaked haze and we proceed to clean up and straighten up, all while wearing knowing grins. We ignore the drinks left on the table and dash out the back door into the night, drunk on each other and ready for more. By megawfa79 on September 25, 2010. Very nice. I like this story.
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Scenic Saturday: Sweets for the Sweet | Better With Smoke
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An Erotic Smoking Fetish Blog. Scenic Saturday: Sweets for the Sweet. Sweets for the Sweet. Mother had a name for girls like Fiona. Then again, she had a lot of technical names for people, being a psy-tech counselor. To her, a young woman like Fiona was a delusional mess a silly girl who reached back to the past and made an attempt to be pure in a world where a clean body, much less a pure one, was virtually impossible. But for mother, regressive was easier. One word, filled with meaning. Or my mother, f...
