Good to the Last Drop [SS302]

After Mr. Sam and I arrived back from the store. We went upstairs to his room to hide away from the world for the day. I enjoyed getting him worked up, watching him watch me. I couldn’t control my desire to feel him in my mouth, to taste him.

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I normally finish to the last drop but Mr. Sam has been without for a very long time. I couldn’t keep up with the overflow. I will be writing the story that leads up to this photo. I’m sure you wanna hear all about it.

The story is titled “My Mouth Couldn’t Handle the Overflow”

Day 5 of 365 Thankful for my Fans

Every so often I get a message from a fan or follower. Most of the time it has a dick photo attached.dick, penis, sexblogger, instagram, latina,

And I add those to my collection of cock

.See. See, look at the cock! He’s so proud of his cock. Not bad, but I blurred it out to protect the guilty.

And then there is those messages that I like to share. I know that the photos below, don’t really count towards my 365, but I’m including them anyway.

Now …. yesterday I recorded a podcast because someone had suggested I make that one (only) of my New Years resolutions.

Later that evening I received this tweet on twitter. @5150Silverback on twitter is one of my top fans/followers. He’s intelligent, funny and generous. What’s not to adore about him?

The second was a message I received on Instagram for a man who goes by @cactusdqp on Instagram. Go check out his Facebook page called Rural Photography.

I really appreciate this love & support. It’s the little things that tickle my pretty pink places!

Day 1 – Only on Sunday

Bacon. Who doesn’t love a heart attack waiting to happen?

Today I’m eating one of my favorite snacks from my childhood. Tacos … a bacon wrapped tortilla. I do miss my grandma’s homemade tortillas.

We don’t make bacon that often and when we do it’s only on Sunday.

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An Evening Walk through the Park

August through September is usually super hot & humid in Northern Illinois. So taking the dog for a walk is a chore, something we end up saying “it’s too hot or I’m too tired.” Poor Stinky Stella.

Yesterday it was a perfect evening. Low 70’s with a beautiful sunset. We took her to the park so she can run off leash. She’s a great “shelter” dog. Very well-behaved, feel for her and often wonder what kind of pathetic life she had before she came to her life of leisure here with us.

She’s 8 years old now.

 She has her moments when she gets full of energy. Tonight was one of those nights. I play “hide & seek” with her around the huge bushes and we play “can’t get me.” That’s what we were doing here when she’s running toward me.

I hate having a dog, but I love having a dog!

 

 

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