DOING IT

femaleshapes:

I usually avoid publishing porn but this…

James Deen & Nicole Ray

At one point, it seems like she just stop acting and just enjoy the company of the sweet sweet man that is James Deen. Hot, sensual and sweet.

satanpussy:

filthywetslut:

Wow I don’t even remember posting this. I looked at it was like “Fuck, that’s hot, I wish I’d posted that.” Then I looked at it closer and was like “Oh…I did.”
“I’d love to fuck a man in a suit while a room full of suited men watch, knowing they can’t touch, but also knowing that they’re growing hard.”

can this be me please~

satanpussy:

filthywetslut:

Wow I don’t even remember posting this. I looked at it was like “Fuck, that’s hot, I wish I’d posted that.” Then I looked at it closer and was like “Oh…I did.”

“I’d love to fuck a man in a suit while a room full of suited men watch, knowing they can’t touch, but also knowing that they’re growing hard.”

can this be me please~

satanpussy:

milkthatcock:

Very few women realize there are many aspects to sucking a cock beyond using your mouth.

^ c: well then i’m glad to be among the few.

satanpussy:

milkthatcock:

Very few women realize there are many aspects to sucking a cock beyond using your mouth.

^ c: well then i’m glad to be among the few.

lilvoyeurgirl:

yes, there IS a theme today

drinkyourc:

I like that you put so much effort into looking pretty. It’s endearing that you devote such a great deal of time and thought to your appearance despite the certainty that I’m going to unpeel you and discard all your hard work. Or maybe it’s because of the certainty that my fingers—on your neck, around your ankles, between your thighs—will only relent long after your makeup starts to run. We both know you’re vain, but maybe you’re cleverer than you let on. Is that it? Do you only dress up like a pretty fucking princess so I’ll use you like a whore? You’ve got me doing half your work for you so you can admire your bruises in the mirror.

drinkyourc:

I like that you put so much effort into looking pretty. It’s endearing that you devote such a great deal of time and thought to your appearance despite the certainty that I’m going to unpeel you and discard all your hard work. Or maybe it’s because of the certainty that my fingers—on your neck, around your ankles, between your thighs—will only relent long after your makeup starts to run. We both know you’re vain, but maybe you’re cleverer than you let on. Is that it? Do you only dress up like a pretty fucking princess so I’ll use you like a whore? You’ve got me doing half your work for you so you can admire your bruises in the mirror.

drinkyourc:

And there’s always that… if there’s chemistry.

drinkyourc:

And there’s always that… if there’s chemistry.

drinkyourc:

gaylenrossluxe:

Hemingway; Bar. 
Something something unstoppable force, immovable object.

All I meant was I’m a surly drunk, and unless you’re looking to arm wrestle or end up in bed the next morning feeling sore from a workout you—tragically—don’t remember, we’re sort of at an impasse.

drinkyourc:

gaylenrossluxe:

Hemingway; Bar. 

Something something unstoppable force, immovable object.

All I meant was I’m a surly drunk, and unless you’re looking to arm wrestle or end up in bed the next morning feeling sore from a workout you—tragically—don’t remember, we’re sort of at an impasse.

drinkyourc:

I stopped her walking and backed her against a wall in an alcove one time. I unbuttoned, unzipped her pants. She started to drop to her knees but I wrapped my fingers around her neck and pulled her back up. I unbuckled and unzipped my own pants and slid my dick over the front of her boyshorts and rested it between her skin and the soft lace. I pressed closer until I felt her lips grazing across my shaft. You’re so warm, she said. I’m getting wet, she said.

drinkyourc:

I stopped her walking and backed her against a wall in an alcove one time. I unbuttoned, unzipped her pants. She started to drop to her knees but I wrapped my fingers around her neck and pulled her back up. I unbuckled and unzipped my own pants and slid my dick over the front of her boyshorts and rested it between her skin and the soft lace. I pressed closer until I felt her lips grazing across my shaft. You’re so warm, she said. I’m getting wet, she said.