1. 12:00 22nd Aug 2014

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    Tags: womentangif

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  2. 11:58

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    Tags: sexcouplebjbig cockgifcomperotic

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  5. Plays: 110

     
  6. Jack:  Hip-notizing…The best lap dance ever.

    Jack: Hip-notizing…The best lap dance ever.

     
  7. (Source: doublebjs)

     
  8. (Source: sensualidades)

     
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    spiceysauce:

mr-grey-ceo-muenchen:

ajl0058:

"that’s exactly what i became …" 

Gutes Mädchen

I like a little give and take, but I get it!


Jack:  I’ll be your big, cunt-lapping whore anytime you want, if you’ll be my little, cock-sucking slut anytime I want.

    spiceysauce:

    mr-grey-ceo-muenchen:

    ajl0058:

    "that’s exactly what i became …"

    Gutes Mädchen

    I like a little give and take, but I get it!

    Jack: I’ll be your big, cunt-lapping whore anytime you want, if you’ll be my little, cock-sucking slut anytime I want.

    (Source: the-bearscave)

     
  11. erospainter:

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.” ― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

    erospainter:

    “You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.” 
    ― Anaïs NinThe Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

    (Source: malenawantsit)

     
  12. erospainter:

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all dayI hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,and I pace around hungry, sniffling the twilight,hunting for you, for your hot heart,like a puma in the barrens of Quitratúe.–Pablo Neruda, “One Hundred Love Sonnets: Morning, XI”

    erospainter:

    I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
    I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

    I hunger for your sleek laugh,
    your hands the color of a savage harvest,
    hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
    I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

    I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
    the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
    I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
    and I pace around hungry, sniffling the twilight,
    hunting for you, for your hot heart,
    like a puma in the barrens of Quitratúe.
    –Pablo Neruda, “One Hundred Love Sonnets: Morning, XI”

     
  13. erospainter:

“A ship is safe in harbor, but that’s not what ships are for.” ― William G.T. Shedd

    erospainter:

    “A ship is safe in harbor, but that’s not what ships are for.”
    William G.T. Shedd

    (Source: pensieri-sbiaditi)

     
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    erospainter:

back-to-beautiful:

marionisamuffin:

pleasantandcain:

fromladytolifter:

candidlycara:

dance-in-the-shadows:

gracediamondsfear:

wifeyknowsbest:

whatapreciouslittlefuckfox:


A sense of humor can make everything better. Sex isn’t like it is in the movies or in porn. There will be strange and weird and awkward sounds, there might be a silly interruption like the cat or a kid… you might knock heads or trip getting undressed. Sex is funny, foreplay is funny and sometimes you need to just laugh. It will keep things from getting awkward! If you take sex too seriously you aren’t truly enjoying it!
Not to mention a sense of humor can be really sexy no matter what your gender identity is!

this comic is literally my favorite thing on tumblr.

i’ve always said if you can’t laugh with the person you’re having sex with while you’re having sex with them you shouldn’t be having sex with them.

God.
My husband once walked up behind me while i was sitting in the living room just watching t.v…and he put his penis on my shoulder and said “hello..”
THIS WAS HIS SEDUCTION.
THIS WAS HIS IDEA OF HOW TO GET ME INTO BED.
it worked, but not before I laughed for days.

For that last comment.

I always had a ton of weird funky condoms at my place because I volunteered with Planned Parenthood and did a lot of sex education and sex positive work. I literally had no less than like thirty different types of condoms at a time. So when it came time to grabbing a condom it was a grab bag of WHO KNOWS what you’ll end up with.
Long story short, my boyfriend grabs one, puts it on, heat of the moment type thing, a some point we both look down and see it’s an ELECTRIC GREEN condom. Dead pan he looks me straight in the eye and in his best impression goes “HEY HO. KERMIT DEE FROG HERE.” And I COMPLETELY LOST IT.
On a completely different occasion I said “don’t stop” and he sang ALL of Don’t Stop Believing. All of it. All of it. Right then and there. Without stopping.

Can I add the story about how me and one of my partners had a very enthralling discussion about deserts while I was on top of him?
Or the time my partner’s friends blasted “Eye of the Tiger” through the door and we rocked it out to the beat while quoting the movie?

Story time:
I was with this girl during a trip out to Washington, we’d hung out a few times, and hit it off really well. So we got together one afternoon. Her dorm-mate came home, saw the “Do Not Disturb” sock on her bedroom door and called out “Thrusters to full!”
Not missing a beat the girl and I yelled back “We’re giving it all we’ve got, Captain!” and her roommate started fucking dying outside the door.
Probably should have proposed right on the spot, but whatever.

It got better.

REBLOG FOR ALL OF THE COMMENTS YESSS

on a mission to hit a million reblogs are you guys and girls in to help me?

    erospainter:

    back-to-beautiful:

    marionisamuffin:

    pleasantandcain:

    fromladytolifter:

    candidlycara:

    dance-in-the-shadows:

    gracediamondsfear:

    wifeyknowsbest:

    whatapreciouslittlefuckfox:

    A sense of humor can make everything better. Sex isn’t like it is in the movies or in porn. There will be strange and weird and awkward sounds, there might be a silly interruption like the cat or a kid… you might knock heads or trip getting undressed. Sex is funny, foreplay is funny and sometimes you need to just laugh. It will keep things from getting awkward! If you take sex too seriously you aren’t truly enjoying it!

    Not to mention a sense of humor can be really sexy no matter what your gender identity is!

    this comic is literally my favorite thing on tumblr.

    i’ve always said if you can’t laugh with the person you’re having sex with while you’re having sex with them you shouldn’t be having sex with them.

    God.

    My husband once walked up behind me while i was sitting in the living room just watching t.v…and he put his penis on my shoulder and said “hello..”

    THIS WAS HIS SEDUCTION.

    THIS WAS HIS IDEA OF HOW TO GET ME INTO BED.

    it worked, but not before I laughed for days.

    For that last comment.

    I always had a ton of weird funky condoms at my place because I volunteered with Planned Parenthood and did a lot of sex education and sex positive work. I literally had no less than like thirty different types of condoms at a time. So when it came time to grabbing a condom it was a grab bag of WHO KNOWS what you’ll end up with.

    Long story short, my boyfriend grabs one, puts it on, heat of the moment type thing, a some point we both look down and see it’s an ELECTRIC GREEN condom. Dead pan he looks me straight in the eye and in his best impression goes “HEY HO. KERMIT DEE FROG HERE.” And I COMPLETELY LOST IT.

    On a completely different occasion I said “don’t stop” and he sang ALL of Don’t Stop Believing. All of it. All of it. Right then and there. Without stopping.

    Can I add the story about how me and one of my partners had a very enthralling discussion about deserts while I was on top of him?

    Or the time my partner’s friends blasted “Eye of the Tiger” through the door and we rocked it out to the beat while quoting the movie?

    Story time:

    I was with this girl during a trip out to Washington, we’d hung out a few times, and hit it off really well. So we got together one afternoon. Her dorm-mate came home, saw the “Do Not Disturb” sock on her bedroom door and called out “Thrusters to full!”

    Not missing a beat the girl and I yelled back “We’re giving it all we’ve got, Captain!” and her roommate started fucking dying outside the door.

    Probably should have proposed right on the spot, but whatever.

    It got better.

    REBLOG FOR ALL OF THE COMMENTS YESSS

    on a mission to hit a million reblogs are you guys and girls in to help me?

     
  15. Jack:  Figured out that technical problem that has been plaguing me all morning at work, Jill.
Jill:  Very good.
Jack:  Yeah, sometimes you just need to take a nap, get your cock sucked, and shoot your load in your hot buddy’s pussy so you can get back to work with a clear head.  ;-)

    Jack: Figured out that technical problem that has been plaguing me all morning at work, Jill.
    Jill: Very good.
    Jack: Yeah, sometimes you just need to take a nap, get your cock sucked, and shoot your load in your hot buddy’s pussy so you can get back to work with a clear head. ;-)