Most taboo fantasy
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Why could she have guessed? Why should she feel like she shouldn’t have been on the site?
The problem is not her
The problem is a whole bunch of fucked up guys who can’t get a woman in real life to like them so they resolve to that website hoping someone gives them an ounce of attention
Man.. I can so much understand you!
I had a major crush with a coworker, in my case she's more middle-east type, on the thick but fit type, strong but so sweet at the same time. But a bit too young, I was in management level and her not, and I'm in a steady relationship. But the chemistry was there, many slight moves, sayings, touches, and eyes with slow breathing to know it was mutual. But she respected my boundaries.
The hardest part.. yesterday she came to my "pot de départ" (quit my job party) even if she had left this company a few years back. Damn, damn, damn... the hug she gave me and the words she told me.. damn damn damn.
That's where as often @Lunaseraphim says it, there's a big difference between the SP/hobby mindset and limits we set ourselves and the real life stuff.
Anyhow, in the meantime I'll still have sweet dreams about her.
Pendant qu'elle joue du violon?
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Du violoncelle, mais non.. c'est juste dire comment ya qqch de tellement chaud (pour moi) de voir une violoncelliste jouer. La vibration, l'émotion, les jambes ouvertes, I don't know, mais hier soir suis tombé sur une émission où il y en avait une et ouf.. j'ai senti la chaleur et l'inconfort m'envahir lol
Probablement pas le bon thread, car pas si taboo que ça, mais bon.. c'est dit
Fantasme no.326: déguster un bon Bordeaux d’appellation controlée dans un bordel pendant une fellation incontrôlée.
Fantasme no.326: déguster un bon Bordeaux d’appellation controlée dans un bordel pendant une fellation incontrôlée.
Un Bordeaux comme celui-là?
getting an amazing BBBJ wearing a white terrycloth bathrobe on the balcony by a hot SP in heels and fucking her overthe balcony railing in broad daylight
One of my biggest fantasies is on a hot summer evening, dressed sharply, walking through the Old Port during a event. By my side is a breathtaking woman, the kind who turns every head because of her elegance. Her heels click softly on the pavement, her perfume lingering in the air, and every step we take together feels magnetic.
We hold hands, our fingers intertwined, and in the middle of the crowd we share slow, passionate kisses as if the world around us didn’t exist. I want people to look at us and feel that spark, that rare chemistry thinking, “Damn, that guy is just lucky…” hehe
We hold hands, our fingers intertwined, and in the middle of the crowd we share slow, passionate kisses as if the world around us didn’t exist. I want people to look at us and feel that spark, that rare chemistry thinking, “Damn, that guy is just lucky…” hehe
One of my biggest fantasies is on a hot summer evening, dressed sharply, walking through the Old Port during a event. By my side is a breathtaking woman, the kind who turns every head because of her elegance. Her heels click softly on the pavement, her perfume lingering in the air, and every step we take together feels magnetic.
We hold hands, our fingers intertwined, and in the middle of the crowd we share slow, passionate kisses as if the world around us didn’t exist. I want people to look at us and feel that spark, that rare chemistry thinking, “Damn, that guy is just lucky…” hehe
Did a SOTB up north by a river last year on a sunny warm summer morning with my favorite.
I was dining at Y while a kayaker passed by…and some others passed by while we were in doggy.
As our show was beginning to be a bit too much popular, we finished in the bushes
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Pas le même , mais il est en lien avec le vin.Fantasme no.326: déguster un bon Bordeaux d’appellation controlée dans un bordel pendant une fellation incontrôlée.
Voilà un fantasme que j'ai déjà partiellement par le passé. J'aimerais bien le revivre et l'approfondir.
Inviter une sommelière (ou une wine geek) chez moi, elle a un accès libre à ma cave à vin. Elle choisit une bouteille, mais plus elle penche vers le prestige, plus elle devra subir les conséquences de mes caprices. Chaque gorgée deviendrai ainsi un jeu de pouvoir.
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