Sunday, December 1, 2013

The Complacent Partner-Why Isn't She Kinky Enough

During the course of my life as a Web Diva, I have had many men open up to me about their sex life.  The majority of the topics have been the same-why isn’t she kinky enough in bed.
Here are some contributing factors why some women are not as freaky/kinky sexually:

*Her “freak level” may not be as high as yours. Some women are fine with the basic sexual positions. They do not require a three ring circus to achieve orgasm, they’re just simple when it comes to their pleasure.
*She may not be open to explore certain sexual acts such as fellatio or anal sex due to cultural beliefs and the stigmatisms that come along with it. Unfortunately, there are some people in the United States within certain ethnic groups, who frown upon women who perform oral sex and or receive anal sex. It is not considered the norm, and those who participate in such activities are classified as “nasty” or a whore.
*She may have had a bad experience when “new things” were presented to her sexually,such as a torn anus (from improper or zero prep of the anus).
*Some women are survivors of sexual abuse, and sex to them is for procreation and occasionally satisfying their mate. As a victim,she’s less likely to tap into a deeper form of pleasure.
*Men and women sex “cycles” are not the same. The male maybe in a period where he wants to receive oral sex versus engaging in intercourse. The female could be satisfied with just having sex and getting her toes sucked.
*Age does play a role also, sometimes when one partner is older there’s a generation gap to be considered. If she is older, menopause could be the issue. Or, she has her mindset on how sexuality is supposed to be, and is unwilling to change.  

I encourage you to talk about it, ask questions in a very tactful manner. In order to receive sex on the level you so desire, there must be communication and some compromise. ©2013 Thick Dream Productions/Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

The Complacent Sex Partner

The complacent Sex Partner

"Complacency"
If you are a person who uses sex as a device in the relationship, please take the time to consider these things:
Sex/Intimacy should never be used as a reward
If there is something wrong in the relationship,speak up,communicate to your partner what’s wrong.
The person who is being sexually deprived may not stress to you that they are bothered by the decline in intercourse,but its definitely an issue-UNLESS….they are getting their needs met elsewhere….Example: He/She may not have established a new lover,however, most will contemplate or have one “in the wings”…everyone has that person(s) that they can call who they can “hook up” with (no strings attached=NSA)…that void will get filled…there are plenty of “clean up women” and “dick on wheels” eager to please your mate.
He/She may love you,and it may appear they still have your back,but in this day in time,sexually active people see withholding sex (intimacy=quality time) as a slap in the face.
So, if you are not in the selfish category (out doing your thing,but not taking care of your partner) then you need to relay that to your mate because what you are not doing,someone is doing it or plotted to do so. 
And if you are out doing your thing, and are NOT having sex or spending time with your partner, don’t ever think that person is oblivious..they know something is not right.
Furthermore, never assume that your partner is going to accept a decline in something they’re use to having which is YOU…your time,and your sex. Just because you have history (time invested) doesn’t make it acceptable.
Lastly, no one is exempt from this simply because at times we get caught up in our daily lives,selfish ways, and we forget that we have a responsibility to nurture that special person who has been by our side.©2013 Thick Dream Productions/Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

Thursday, November 21, 2013

DearDiary_AMouthful_Confessions

Dear Diary:


Wow,it has been a minute.  Please forgive me for not cracking you open and spilling my guts,but things have been constantly busy for myself.
Today was the first time that my Huny and I had a kinky encounter. My mind and body was utterly turned off by him.  It was something about this last situation, that put me in a bad head space. A couple months ago, I caught him cheating...yes,AGAIN. But this time,oh boy this time,was way heavier...AND....I got clearer results,answers and a lovely dose of sweet REVENGE!!
I was able to get a favor called in with a Federal Agent friend (former boo thing/lover of mine).  He hacked into my Huny's phone,and retrieved data from it that was priceless.  One I learned that he had another phone with a prepaid wireless company,that was only given out and used to contact his groupie "Badge Bunnies".  These were women from his work,from his cases,and a couple associates of ours. Yours truly is sexy,talented and on top of that-intelligent. Guess what I did?!! I cloned this "hoe phone" of his and started some unexpected shit! These women did not know if it was him or someone else contacting them via text message or when I used a voice changing application to alter my sexy tone into a brash male voice...one chick even sent a provocative photo of her raggedy ass pussy,it looked like someone ran her cunt through a meat grinder...yuck. Another chick consistenly called the phone during hours she knew he was home with me,and had the audacity to leave threatening voice messages and text (something I am sure HE put her up to...because he had NO CLUE what in the hell was going and whom it was in his shit so deep).
I was simply mortified by the images,messages,and phone calls that came into this hotline of his. I couldn't help but confront him regarding all of this,and of course his initial impulse was to LIE about everything. But there was nothing to deny,once I presented the phone logs,and printed text. (See as an officer girlfriend, we know if there is an accusation you better back it up with some concrete physical evidence.) He was angry,I was pissed off to the highest of piss-tivity,he wanted to kick my ass,and I wanted to ring his motherfucking neck. There was a lot of screaming,cursing, and blaming. I informed him that I wasn't afraid to leave him&report him to Internal Affairs...because how DARE HIM to send his team of bitches after ME!!! Me, the good woman who has stood by your side throughout the years....OMG-the treachery!! He tried his hardest to explain himself,I do not recall a word of what he was saying because I know I "blacked out" and went into furious black woman mode.
For several weeks,we did not speak,for several nights he slept in his office,and for months the refrigerator was on empty...no dinners were being cooked,if anything was made in that kitchen,it was for myself only.  I think what finally broke the ice was when he went to go take a shit this morning and there wasn't any toilet paper. Well,none that he knew about anyway.  "Babe,can you please tell me that we have some toilet tissue...I just took a huge dump,and I need to wipe my ass"he cried out to me from the downstairs bathroom. I waited at least three minutes before I tip toed downstairs,and handed him the toilet paper while holding my nose. He grabbed my wrist as I reached out to hand it to him,"darling...baby....please....can we stop this"he pleaded. I stood in silence because I wanted to hear what he had to say. "Baby,I am tired of sleeping on the sofa and my office chair,nothing is more comfortable than sleeping next to your soft sweet smelling ass.....what can I do to make it up to you this time....the hoe phone is off...and nobody is speaking to me anyway since they found out about the crazy J.I. Jane chick you are....the fellas found out too and they won't hang out with me no more....baby,you're all I have,please let's start over....what do you want a couple new purses or a new car". I took a moment to think about my reply....."I do not want anything from you,I sure as hell do not want no damned purses,and I do not need a new car the car I have is just fine".  I walked away,closed the bathroom door behind me,and I went back upstairs.
Seconds later,he comes upstairs...crawling on all fours,with my Dominatrix paddle in his mouth. His eyes and his half pulled down True Religion jeans were clues that this was an invitation to spank his ass....so I did and I used my leash to walk him around. He whimpered like a little puppy because his knees were beginning to hurt. I shoved his nose into my crotch and I said...."smell this good pussy you naughty dog you.....smell it....smells good doesn't it....well,you won't be getting any today...because you have been a bad dog....and there is punishment for dogs who roam". I turned around,put his head deep in my big chunky booty crack and released a tremendous fart.  He tried to pull his head back out of the path of the horrible scent,but I grabbed his head and forced him to inhale my atrocious ass fumes. After the gas waves were clear,I spoke to him firmly"now naughty doggy...do you know what NOT TO DO".  He whimpered like a dog and nodded yes. I leaned down to kiss him and we both broke into tears. For 30 minutes we were on our knees in a tight embrace,crying and kissing.
As I get up because my knees were killing me,he pulls down my pajama pants,spreads my sweet buns,and begins to lick the crack of my milk chocolate ass. I froze from the pleasure of his long warm tongue massaging my anus.
I could not allow him to get back in that quick,by turning me out....not today. I helped him up from the floor,and pushed him back upon the bed.  I snatched off his jeans then reached for my "special oil" and poured some into my palm. I begin to jerk his dick with both hands, in a ringing/twisting motion. Although I did not want to,but I couldn't resist, I had to put my lips to his throbbing dick. His eyes rolled into the back of his head,as if he was demonically possessed. (A strong indication that he was immensely enjoying this pleasure.) I then removed both of my hands from his dick,simultaneously I sucked him and massaged the inner portion of his thighs with the remaining oil. My head,was twisting back and forth,left and right,occasionally releasing enough spit down on his shaft.  I went all the way down on the dick,until I gagged and puked a little of my morning cappuccino on him. I stopped briefly to wipe him off,he's still hard rock (indicating that he's turned on from me throwing up on his monstrous erection). I proceeded to give him by far,the best headservice he's ever gotten from me. He held my head,grabbed me by my hair,and I pointed to the mirror...mouth full of his dick. An awed delightful vision,we were spectators of our own reflection. I began to moan, aroused,from my fellatrix performance. His dick starts to vibrate,his legs are trembling (a strong indicator that this sexy blowjob is soon coming to end). I am even more turned on,so I go down deeper on him,until I feel the head of his penis tickle my uvula. "OOOOHHHHH....UUUGHHHH....ARRRRGHHH"he loudly moans as the thick volcanic like burst forces itself from the hole of his penis. His dick is still in my mouth,as he is cumming,and this vast protein shot to my throat caused me to projectile vomit his lap. This wonderful time,the puke came from my mouth and nose....so he got a lovely "gag gift" I earled chunky grainy nacho chips&cheese (my snack after my cappuccino).  We both couldn't do anything,but laugh our asses off. It was sexy,gross,and yet we were equally aroused. And I got the great pleasure of seeing him scrub nacho cheese&tortilla chunks from his unshaven pubic area&ass crack...oh yes,I got him that good....all the way down to his butthole.
My huny was not out the door no more than ten minutes,and the phone rings....its the Sarg. He was calling on his break checking up on me. He wasn't really talking about anything particular,just making conversation. In a poor way...but his method of trying to make amends...is staying in touch knowing things are off balance between us.  The Sarg has a lot of things on his plate, and he does not have the time for a woman like me. The sex is less infrequent,and I rarely see him. I'm not sure if its because of his age,and sex is not a priority in his life....maybe he is embarrassed because he struggled with his erection the last time we had sex.  I am not sure what is with him,but I do know that he's pretending to be happy and diving more into other "things". I'm not a doctor,but I do know when you leave things open like we have,it leaves room for assumption. And I believe by him not dealing with or discussing what's affecting his erection and our intimacy,its leaving us stagnant. And I do not have time for all that....NO LIE,the (polyamory) Goddess in me truly loves him......BUT...if he does not want to talk about it or deal with the matter,then I will stay my pretty brown ass with the bright skin trouble maker I have at home....because he is MORE than a handful...and mouthful,laughing out loud.


Kisses to you,

~Dream~

Friday, November 15, 2013

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Dear Diary-My Confessions July30_2013

Dear Diary:

I am sitting here,at the local Starbucks...people watching and sipping on a green tea latte. 
I needed to get away for a lil, my phone is on silent, and I am ignoring the world for a few.

It has been a wild season, I have not had time to compose anything.  All I've been doing is work, school, and family then repeat.  I wish I had time to entertain something else.  

My huny and I are recovering from a small break.  We had to separate briefly due to things getting out of hand. We still love each other, and we truly miss each other when we are apart,but our relationship can be toxic at times. I did not want to be on an episode of Snapped, and he didn't want to be on trial for dismembering his significant other.

I'm not sure where to start,I think I will start with one of our recent highly fueled moments....
I was getting ready for my usual date night with Sarg and my huny comes home early.  I am dressed in my most sexiest-hair curled,make up on,Burberry in all my sweet spots,and the dress...this dress,oh my goodness,it complimented my curves in a way,that when I wear it...it demands attention...knee length, and my ass looks awesome in this dress. Anyway,my huny gets back in town from working on a case in Macon,GA.  He was not due to be back home until Sunday night.  This was an intense case where the father and grandfather were the suspects...so I knew that he wasn't going to be home any sooner than I usually expect him. 
My huny comes into the bedroom while I am slipping on my heels, and ask"where are you going all dolled up?" I gasped and jumped from being startled. "Heyyy baby, welcome home"I said. "I wasn't expecting you home so soon...did you get the case wrapped up early"...I tried to ignore his question. "No, I have to go back next week to interview some more family members....and answer the question...where are you going on a Thursday night"..he demands. I tried to come up with a lie really quick,I got nothing...so I belted out"its ladies night at Hooters,the homegirls and I are all meeting up for drinks".  "You are lying to me right now, there's no such thing as a motherfuckering Ladies Night at Hooters...you are lying to me....so again....where in the fuck are you going"....he is very hot now.  I was like a deer in highlights...dumbfounded and speechless-I was busted.  "So is he coming to my house to get you or you were going to meet up with him"he asked. "He who"...I'm playing dumb. "Don't play like I am an idiot woman, you know damned well who in the fuck I am talking about...is that fat motherfucker coming to my house to pick you up"...he is bright red now and he looks like he wants to choke the shit out of me. I slowly replied in my most smallest voice,"he is on his way here to pick me up". 
"Ahhhh...now we are getting somewhere....this motherfucker...my superior or not....is coming to my goddamn house to pick up MY woman....oh okay"he said in a devious yet sarcastic tone.  "How did you know I was seeing him"...I asked.  "You don't get to ask any questions....AND I am not answering any questions from your LYINNNG ass" he said. 
I really didn't know what he was going to do next, I was not prepared for what happened next. My huny ordered me to bend over across the bed, so he could fuck me.  He fucked me so aggressively from behind, I was afraid he was going to put his dick in my ass...he was just that mad at me.  He kept talking major shit the entire time about Sarg and I.  He called me "trifling" and a "no good heifer".  Then he goes into question&answer while he is giving me a powerful dick down. He wanted to know was Sarg dick bigger than his....he wanted to know does my pussy get wetter with him....and he wanted to know did I love him.  I tried to answer all his questions, but it was very hard to do in between the tears he brought on from dicking me with a massive erection. It felt sooo good, but I did not want it like that.  Also, I kept thinking during this sexual beatdown,"Sarg is going to pull up at any minute....he is going to ring that doorbell...what the fuck am I going to do".   
My huny knew exactly what he was doing.  He gets me into the missionary position and forces me to look him into his eyes....then he kisses me very aggressively, it felt like he was possessed by a demon...that is the way his tongue slithered along my lips&tongue....that part frightened me....yet my pussy was still wet. 
Amazingly, he did not mess up my hair or makeup....I ran to the mirror to check as soon as he was finished tormenting me. "See,I didn't mess up your hair or your makeup"...he says in the most sarcastic way. "Wow....so this is how fat ass gets you...all dazzled and dressed up for his old tired ass"he said...while attempting to adjust my dress for me.
The doorbell rings at the same time my cellphone goes off....its Sarg...he is outside. 


(To Be Continued)
~Dream~

Monday, July 22, 2013

ATL_ThickDream's TastyHuny

ATL_ThickDream's TastyHuny

Dear Diary,my birthday was a bust(7/13),so I had to make up for it this past weekend...and I did in a very fun and yummy way!! I had a blast,and I wish I could press rewind on the last events....the icing on the cake.

Wow,want to go into full details,but I am still marinating in the moment.

Kisses to you,
~Dream~

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

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Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Ms.ATL Thick Dream's Community Dick Commandments

The Community Dick Commandments 

Community Dick shall not try to own or run the Pussy

Community Dick has no entitlement to the Pussy=No Rights,No Say So

Thou shall not get pregnant by the Community Dick

Pussy doesn't owe the Community Dick an explanation 

Community Dick doesn't get home cooked meals,no breakfast in bed,hell not even a glass of water

Community Dick is always on an as needed basis 

Community Dick must B.Y.O.S (bring your own shit)

Community Dick shall not stay the night in thy Pussy bed

Community Dick doesn't meet your Mother or your kids

The Community Dick shall not have a set of keys to none of your shit

The Community Dick cannot question where you've been

Thou shall not loan money to the Community Dick

Thou shall not share information with the Community Dick,the less the better(keeps the Pussy a mystery)

Never fall in love with the Community Dick (if you do,you have my deepest sympathy)

Community Dick is nothing more, nothing less-he's just that Community Dick...a shared fuck or fucker 

Love the game, respect the players,be safe, check your feelings and it is what it is....Community Dick
 ©2013 Thick Dream Productions/Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

Monday, February 11, 2013

Dear Diary_Dream The Cop Magnet

Dear Diary:

I decided to dust you off, and crack you open. I am well over due to write a composition. My time to myself has been very limited. The holidays came and went, we vacationed with his family in the deep back woods this year. That was a fucking trip (no comment). A lot of things have happened and changed since my last writing. I do not know where to begin. My huny is still being his same ole loving and cheating self. And I'm still doing my thing,not sure if its as often as he is, but when I do its always not what I do...its who I do it with,ha ha ha!
I've been working on my career a little less lately due to his promotion. He's got more pay,more responsibility,and more time to fuck off when he's away from me. I'm so convinced that its a cop/law enforcement thing...that all of them cheat and they are all closet freaks. 
I had some situations come up where I had to check a couple of his subordinates. Yes,they tried me, and hard. I'm not sure if it was a test he put in place, to see if I would bite back. But, I showed him, I didn't pay those piggies no mind. Okay,I admit that I did exchange numbers with one rookie cop who I met at the market. I had no intentions to give him the pussy, we primarily text sex talk, and exchanged a couple freaky pics. He wasn't never getting my pussy,he was too worried about who my man was. He kept asking me "tell me his name". "I promise I won't say a word,don't you think I should know who he is"he would say. That right there was a turn off, him continuously asking about my dude. There was no reason he needed to know anything about him, for what? So he could go around bragging"I am fucking so in so girl". Oh hell no. I quickly cut off all communication with that thirsty ass rookie.
I didn't let it get that far with the next officer that came onto me. He was a close buddy of my huny, he knew I didn't play that shit. I politely decline his dick offering and thought nothing of it. And of course, I didn't mention it to my guy because he would've kick buddy ass.
I love my huny, he means so much to me and although we both do our own thing at times, we always come home. He's an excellent provider, he is my best friend and he pleases me all around. 
Recently, we met a new gorgeous swinger couple. A husband and wife doctor team, both are freaky as hell. Nice people, but too raunchy for me at times. Their right up my huny alley for play partners. I suspect he's seeing them outside of the times I'm with him. No,I know for a fact he is fucking without me. I installed a GPS tracking device into his Iphone,once I traced  him at their house at 2am. He told me that he was on a call out,dealing with a child abuse case. A typical lie he tells when he wants to get out at night(sigh,same shit different day). I haven't confronted him on it yet because there are some things I'm doing presently that I don't want him in my shit for,ha!
See, after that party for my homeboy I received a call from the Sarg(same guy who was in VIP with me when my guy tried to bust up the party,same Sarg who is my huny superior). Yes,that Sarg. He wanted to see me for dinner. I accepted his invite, and we went out to a cozy place in Alpharetta. I had no expectations of this date, surprisingly the Sarg is a charmer and very romantic. He opened doors,pushed my chair in and gave eye contact the entire evening. We played footsies under the table, I massaged his ball sac with my feet while separating the graham cracker crust from the cheesecake during dessert. 
The Sarg is sentimental,romantic, but has a freak nasty side. I got that vibe when he kissed me before I got into the heated leather passenger seat of his BMW. His tongue was damn near tickling my uvula. And the way he grabbed me, I knew he had a strong sensual aggressive side. 
I did something with the Sarg that I've not done with any other. I allowed him to fuck me in our bed AND he has stayed overnight. Yes, very dangerous, so risky. I'm not sure why, but I'm doing a lot of things I thought I'd never do. I feel kinda at ease knowing that Sarg is the one sending my huny on assignments, he knows his coming&going. However, its scary how comfortable Sarg is with this situation. Also, the Sargeant and my huny have so much in common, its frightening, but yet they're so much the opposite. They share the same birthday(different year)the same line of work,same favorite color, and they both drive the same car(but different color). YES-too fucking coincidental.
The sex with Sarg is deep and sensual. He rarely fucks me, he mostly makes love to me. He pays close attention to every part of my body and sexes my soul. He's always telling me how beautiful I am,how much he's been thinking of me and how sweet my pussy is (constant text I receive or statements he shares while we are sexing).
Although the sex with Sarg isn't a 3 ring circus like with my huny, its satisfying. He isn't a super fucker, but he has his own pluses and he's very tactful in all he does. He's admitted that he's pussy whipped and in the same breath he warns me"girl,you have my heart now, do not play with me". Wow, I thought. The Sarg is falling for me. I got to admit, I'm falling for him too. He has my mind,heart and genitals. I miss him when I can't see him, and I go out of my way for him often. This affair is more than sexual, that's what frightens me. I knew it was more there between us when I turned down sex with my huny because I had an encounter the same day with Sarg. That only happened once because I cannot refuse giving my huny sex, he knows my appetite and that sends up an immediate red alert if I don't give him his pussy. 
It was awkward, I squirmed slightly because I didn't want him going down on me knowing I had been with Sarg earlier that day. Plus, I just knew he was going to call me out "your pussy feels different"since he claims he knows when I've been with another. Well, that is a lie or myth because he never knows when I've been with Sarg. I think it has something to do with their dick sizes too,one isn't shaped like the other or long as the other. 
I know I should be feeling some kinda way kissing both and sucking both of their cum. I should be ashamed...right? Sleeping with my guys Sargeant, but I'm not. The high has worn off,so there is no gratification. I'm happy with my choice to see Sarg. We date, he does things for me when my huny is off on one of his sexcapades (aka call outs or impromptu out of town trips). We do couples things, but we do them discreetly. 
The Sarg has asked me to be only his, I am afraid. What the hell and how could I transition to only him? How could I ever show my face among their co-workers? Truthfully,I don't really care what people think, I just don't like the looks they give,I'd hate to cuss them all out...and keep it moving. They are going to talk no matter what. They know my huny is an avid cheater,but not everybody know we're swingers. Cops cover for one another, Sarg told me that. I know a lot of inside shit now, and will never utter it to a soul. Sarg even confessed that certain lines should never be crossed as an officer, but "their all human"he added.(Guess he excluded himself from that group.) 
I don't know what the future holds,I'm going to take this one day at a time. Enjoy the sex,passion and spoiling I'm receiving from Sarg and continue peeping my huny whack game. I want to see how long he's going to continue to see this couple behind my back before he invites me back into their fuck club. I may refuse to swing with him again,I'm not sure. All I know,right now I am satisfied. To hell what he is doing really,right now I don't give a fuck. I'm getting mine from both ends,so I have zero complaints. I'm in love with two different men,getting two different types of dick, being taken care of outside of sex,shit...I am so good right now. I feel like Hannah Montana,I surely do,yes indeedy,I got the "best of both worlds".
My huny and I got engaged on New Year's Eve, nothing has changed with us. Not a damn thing. No wedding date has been set, no plans have been made. The ring is beautiful,but you know what they say "the ring doesn't mean a thing". 
I must wind this down, I'm sitting here sipping my green tea and rubbing my head,trying to figure this shit out. Valentine's Day is approaching, not sure how I'm going to pull it off. My huny has made reservations at our favorite restaurant. And the Sarg has been talking of this day for a month now,he's got a big romantic extravaganza planned.Oh me,oh my-I want to spend that day with them both. I hope Sarg doesn't make something happen to where my huny has to work over, so that he and I can spend the evening together. I'm going to give the Sarg some of my good pussy (&asshole access) along with a bottle of Bleu de Chanel cologne for his gift, and surprise my huny bunny with a tight bodied exotic dancer&tickets to Mike Epps comedy show.
Well I am off til next time, stay tuned.
Kisses to you,
~Dream~

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Dear Diary_Thinking of Him_Poem

Thursday January 31,2013 

Dear Diary:
On this chilly morning, I am abruptly awakened by Cupid. He jumped on my chest and slapped the shit out of me with these words and tranquil thoughts of Him. 

My emotions for you run deep
Magnetic waves so powerful
I feel them
Even when I am asleep
Astounding 
I'm on a drift
Sailing on bliss
These deep thoughts 
I'm having of you
My emotions for you are coming on
In such a heavy
Magnitude
Daydreaming of the day
I can give my all to you
Lingering drunkenness
From your sensual touch
That I long for
My body is percolating
Yearning a deep gentle fuck
Time is slowly passing 
I must remain diligent 
Confident
You'll be here loving me
I mustn't dismiss
My emotions for you
Baby, I need your sweet kiss
When I see you
I'm going to run into your
Strong embrace
But until then,
I will dance with
My emotions for you.
Kisses to you,
~Dream~
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Titillating Tuesday Jan29_2013

January 29,2013 
Titillating Tuesday .....


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