These people really do not read profiles. bicsocum now sorry for you 2 minutes ago bicsohello 2 minutes ago bicsohi You are married I am very serious You are so beautiful you are super-beau.vraiment you makes me want to be with you I am looking for a life partner You are married you want see my face add me skype bicsoman I swear to tell the truth i want you ......i want help you iam looking for a life partnerI wish you happiness, I'm still here You are a great woman I want an answer please Marriage ...... . Am. Single .. from Algeria I think of marriage, I seriousl… Pročitajte više

There is almost nothing as revolting as old thugs and hoodlums. No one should wear a shirt that is two sizes too large unless they are borrowing said shirt. I don't even think k**s should dress like that let alone a man older than 25. By 25 you should have discovered a little thing called a belt. By 25 English speaking men and women should have discovered syntax, grammar, and spelling. By 25 you should have learned to not refer to yourself in a derogatory fashion. You should have learned to refer to women as something other than slut and/or bitch. By 25 you should have learned how… Pročitajte više

I post this knowing that I risk sharing an intimate part of myself that is not often exposed. I can only benefit from expressing myself as a vulnerable human being. It seems that many of you think that a Dominant person, male or female, should be unloving, unfeeling, and cruel. I am none of those things though my slave and those that have belonged to me will argue the contrary on the last point. I awoke in bed beside him with his cock still nestled inside of me. I tried to free myself from his grasp to empty my bladder but he clutched me to him and cried out. "Please don't leave me."… Pročitajte više

If someone records a video of me where they tuck their cock and do the Buffalo Bill dance to Goodbye Horses, I will marry you. lol… Pročitajte više

He stood at the sink, face flushed from orgasm. His cock was half erect and still slick with my juices. I sat at the table in my robe reading Machiavelli. He had chores to do but every time that I looked at his warmed bottom blushed pink I would feel a thrill move through me. Every so often he would tug at his collar uncomfortably. "J. stop touching your collar." I commanded "Yes, Ma'am, I'm trying but.." I didn't let him finish, I spanked his bottom. It was already covered in welts. He and I had only come back from shopping a few hours ago. I was excited to see him in his shackles. He wa… Pročitajte više

There are those that like falling prey to women like Me. Do sub men have a sixth sense about walking into snares and being strung up by their heels? I keep reminding myself that my pet approached me, which is true, but I have the sneaking suspicion that I was hunting him way before we met. Carefully digging tiger pits and hiding foot holds, until he was ready to be consumed. He is such a loving, willing, victim. Helpless and Hopeless and I like him that way. And yet he is still the most dangerous game. To all of you hopeful and fans, men and women that would be so willing to fall… Pročitajte više

Messages like this are NOT acceptable. I am going to start posting all of the ridiculous messages and comments that I receive until you all learn how to address people in a polite manner. Matt_u Hey sexy, nice pics! How about i bend you over a table, lift up your skirt, pull your panties aside and shoving my nice 9 inches cock deep inside you... making you scream of pleasure with every thrust and cum so many times!!! ;)… Pročitajte više

Abysmal. I hate the word. Only a fool would use such a disgusting word to describe their person. Niggas are property, even old slave narratives hint at that. A freed man would refer to an enslaved man as a nigga (or the original spelling with the er.) Why is it that so many young men are willingly shackling their minds? Are there other ethnic groups and races that use derogatory terms to describe their beings? What is up my wop dago kike spick chink All equally revolting. If you address yourself as such then I will tr… Pročitajte više

I have a new favorite. A new favorite that causes soul shattering orgasms. I am still trying to catch my breath. What a lovely pet he is. Such a good boy. You know who you are.… Pročitajte više

Raven_Moon-If eighty one is the year that you were born then you are ASTOUNDINGLY mature. andrewdavid81-bitch Raven_Moon-that explains it. anywho, the answer is no andrewdavid81-no Raven_Moon-Did you bother to read my profile andrewdavid81-are you intersted in cam sex with a hard cock now ?! This is why I do not like young men.… Pročitajte više

I had a dream last night that is preventing me from returning to sleep. It started off with me going to a gathering with a lover. He ignored me the whole time but I didn't seem to care. I was immersed in so many different conversations with a group of very interesting people. Jumping from subject to subject was fun but I could feel eyes on me. I turned and didn't see anyone looking my way although I could still feel the eyes. I returned to my conversation, in love with the attention, but it was all interrupted by a soft but very deep voice. Someone behind me had whispered that I deserved… Pročitajte više

I just received this message from someone whom I would call an imbecile. Ignoramus may be better suited. -i will bend u over slap u so hard that my balls hit the back of ur ass slide it out and spit in ur ass slip it in there slowly u moan; loud then get things started slow and steady then slam a bit more so u can feel it all it hurts a bit as it stretches to accept my meat i know u in some pain but tell u just to take it maybe slow down and throw some lube on ur hole spread it around with my fingers finger that hole and stick my cock back in there u can always suck my off af… Pročitajte više

He came to me crawling, tongue wagging out of his mouth. He hadn't been able to catch his breath since the heel of my shoe slammed into his balls under the table at the restaurant. This had been months of planning. I practiced how I would touch him over and again in my head. My pussy dripped, clenching and relaxing repeatedly, in my panties. I wanted to tear him apart and then walk all over the broken pieces of him only to rebuild him to do it all over again. I traced with my finger tips each old scar on his body. Memories of Mistresses past. I lifted one soft, buttery smooth boot to… Pročitajte više

I am a slave to the moment and to her. She captured me as I watched her lick into the flesh, raise welts atop the body as she sang. Breaking the sound barrier as a threat. The sound is a laugh from her. A laugh that I have heard before but only in my head. The big laugh that I internalize when touched by a wicked excitement. Sensuality so delicious that it felt like a stolen secret. A laugh that tasted so sweet as it nearly dripped from my lips. She took me away into the heat of night as I was witness to the weakness in the knees and yet they stayed there, helping him to stand befor… Pročitajte više

She turned her nose away, eyes squeezed shut as he emptied himself onto her flesh. Soiled, she turned away as he left crumpled up bills on the nightstand. A bit of her soul leaves with him. She remembers the freedom of a little girl safe. Climbing trees bare footed to reach the perfect fruit dangling from the branches. Waddling with shirt pulled up into an apron full of warm sweet peaches. This is what she remembers as another faceless dick comes in to rob her of her truth again. She no longer remembers her name. It must have been softly hidden in her mind replaced by crumpled dolla… Pročitajte više

It is in his tongue. Tip that tickles flesh as light shines bright from the jewelry with in. It is in him that she can forget how ugly she feels as they writhe within sweat and bruises. It is in that moment that she allows him to take her flesh because she has already offered her soul. It is in heavy breathing and moans as he coaxes an orgasm from deep in her core to the surface just to taste. With a tip of a tongue that tickles and chases flesh and sweat and sweet juices that flow when she gets wet. When he gets her wet. It is in her lips. Warm and full that kiss across hands to rest… Pročitajte više

he is kept in the wetness between her thighs. each tremble across brown skin lets him know that she is in heaven. he is pinned lying quietly face down. eyes closed as her hand swats quickly and then slowly over a reddening bottom. words are forbidden as she grows more excited. ignoring an erection that could do so much to her, for her. quivering quim dripping softly on bare skin. she brushes a kiss over the hot flesh. before digging in with her teeth. he yelps then. a quick exhalation of breath and something deep in the pit of her shivers. a climax strums across a swollen clitoris as li… Pročitajte više

I am a wee bit superstitious. A few days ago, while the familia was in the car, we were almost t-boned. We were 6 feet away from impact. Yesterday, the front passenger end of the familia car (where I was sitting) was almost struck, we were going 50mph and the other driver was going about 35mph. We were 3 feet from impact. Today, while we were going 50mph, a van almost side swiped us, it was doing maybe 60, we were less than a foot from impact. Death is inching closer. 17 years of suicide attempts and wanting to die, and now that I want to live Death is lurking about.… Pročitajte više

In a haze, in my dreams. Sex crazed we writhe about, kissing and biting each other as if we were mad. One of us draws blood but in the heat of it all we can't figure out which of us is bleeding. You push and pull, deeper and deeper yet always so far away. Everything is dim and yet so bright. I am blinded by it and I close my eyes . If only I could live in this dream for ever. We suck wildly at each others mouths, pulling the metallic taste of blood from each others tongue. I moan, increasingly louder. I can feel the world turning and shifting deep inside of myself, in my soul, tar black. I nee… Pročitajte više

I recall a face. Hazel eyes. Cold and emotionless. Soft focus eyes, blurring my imperfections. I can feel something bubbling under the surface of those eyes. Is it a smile? The smile of a psycho. A hopelessly romantic psycho. One that is crazy enough to love me? I laugh then, with my eyes, with my whole body. And life pours into him as he laughs too. Just before he captures our moment.… Pročitajte više