tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80977349771355280612024-03-13T10:16:24.593-07:00CHA CHELLAS PLACE (NOW OPEN)The GROWN AND SEXAY LOUNGEUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-81521848890701800662011-07-18T14:59:00.000-07:002011-07-18T14:59:53.999-07:00Take To The Sky On a Natural HighOh my GAWD...its so funny how some of the most simplest things can be turned into the most passionate. Hubby and I were just sitting on the couch watching an episode of "That 70's Show" and we turned to face each other. I love my husbands light brown eyes. I get real sick in love when he looks at me. Hubby is almost always ready to go when it comes to humping. Anyhow, after a long lock of the eyes we kiss....at first its just a couple of routine loveable pecks, but for some reason it turned in to a marathon of tongue kissing out of this world. We hardly ever tongue kiss and its definitely skipped during intercourse, cus he says it speeds up the process (His)..LOL but after that intense situation we hurried to the room and the fat lady was sangin..he he he he!!! <br />
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Remember...Treat passion like a talent, use it as often as you can so it doesnt go to waste ...ChaChella<br />
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</div><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Director: <span style="color: #a64d79;">50 Cent </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Leading Male Role: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Tyrese</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Leading Female Role: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Cha Chella </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If your really freaky use this space to add an EXTRA: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Idris Elba</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Camera Man/Woman: Location: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Isaiah Mustafa </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Background Intro Music: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Sex Therapy by Robin Thicke </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Story Line:<span style="color: #a64d79;"> I am in a love triangle with Idris and Tyrese. Tyrese is just getting home from work to find Idris plowing away on me. </span></span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"><em>HAPPY FILMING !!!!</em></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-23006501190781363542011-07-06T13:07:00.000-07:002011-07-07T16:58:05.456-07:00Too Much to Lose<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8qV9U2-4GI8-1Dk5LXwLTw3kn5DEYbukFNXB3IgIELldIBEeJDhg3qSlMAlPw2_tC5KnJZcM3zBo78KSaGvxXyh5EefP5L71kjEFCxHFt3mMfmwHSHXlt6IV4zsvIROYmrqZvPvxWE2I/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8qV9U2-4GI8-1Dk5LXwLTw3kn5DEYbukFNXB3IgIELldIBEeJDhg3qSlMAlPw2_tC5KnJZcM3zBo78KSaGvxXyh5EefP5L71kjEFCxHFt3mMfmwHSHXlt6IV4zsvIROYmrqZvPvxWE2I/s320/untitled.bmp" width="241px" /></a></div>It was about 11:25, 11:27 not quite 11:30, I know this because I was waiting for our song to come on the radio. I generally pull up to work and get out either just as its coming on or as its going off. Star 107.60 my favorite radio station usually plays it as the introduction to the late night love music. "Between the Sheets" by the Isley Brothers, yeap, that song almost always gets my adrenaline going, and they play it every night, as the DJ's switch shifts from the HipHop hour to the Easy Listening and R&B. <br />
I work nights at the hospital as a administrator from midnight until eight in the morning. On this night however Im not going in to work, Im headed to surprise my sexy, beautiful chocolate adonis Smith, who I have been dating for the past 6 years. I know your probably thinking, who dates for 6 years anymore. Well you aint the only one, hmph, I mean its not like I have not had countless men attempt to put a ring on it. As I roll my eyes at that damn Beyonce, I remind myself how none of those men were ever capable of even coming remotely close to bending and twisting my body in to submission quite the way Smith does. <br />
I called in to work because I needed a break and besides Smith and I have been missing each other for the last few days. I have been so busy with preparing for my move that our relationship has been reduced to texting and emails even though we live less that 20 minutes apart. <br />
I have been craving me some him and I know he needs his Rochelle fix too. "Rochelle girl, you got a body out of this world" "Rochelle girl you make me weak in the knees "Rochelle girl, you know how to keep a nigga smiling from ear to ear" "Rochelle girl, Im sprung off that good and sweet puzzy you possess between them legs, I need you in my life" same shit just on different days. I wanna hear for a change "Rochelle, you are the love of my life and I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with you" I mean shit, all of this aint gonnna stay tight forever. These big ol titties were'nt soley made for no grown mans pleasure and his pleasure alone. I am built like them statuesque women in Africa, at least that what my granny be saying. My granny stay saying "girl you know you got them child bearing hips, lawd today I remember when I had that bossy body like you got". I just laugh at my Granny because even though she pushing seventy, she can give some of these younger chicks a run for their money. <br />
As I approach Smiths condo I am trying to figure out why his car is parked behind some other car in his stall. Then it occured to me that on Thursday nights, his boys from the ship usually come over to hang out and play spades. I usually work on Thursdays so I miss it every time. As I pull up towards the drive way Im kind of puzzled because this white car doesnt look familiar and then I notice a "Princess" license plate frame on the back frame area. Oh lawd, which one of his boys done muscled some innocent chick out of her car again, I shake my head. <br />
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Smith, well actually his name is Lamontez Smith, its common for military folks to refer to one another by last name is from Chicago. He is 29 and resembles a young Gerald Levert, but much taller and fitter. Smith or Tez is what I call him, has been active duty since he was 24, really smart and intelligent guy and I worship the ground he walks on. He is very polite but he has his moments when his temper is to much for me to bear, and thats when I have to pull the plug and distance myself. Things have been good with us lately though, nothing at work has set him off and he has been cool for the most part. I was actually surprised that he came over last week to help me pack for my move coming up in a week. I decided that living in this busy city is just to much for me and I want a little peace and solitude. Im moving about 2 hours away from him but the hospital is allowing me to transfer to a more closer facility so my commute will be less stressful. I am about to be 30 myself and as I approach that landmark, Im feeling like I need more stability and less drama. <br />
"Just me and you<br />
(Just me and you)<br />
Dont worry bout Michael<br />
Dont worry bout Jonny (we dont need nobody else)<br />
Dont worry bout Terry baby " my ringtone for Tez, Just Me And You by Tone Toni Tone'. I was just getting ready to knock on his door.<br />
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"Open up Im outside babe, I still cant find my key" I say with a eager smile on my face. I look incredibly sexy with my seven jeans, a black lace top with a cute VS bra underneath, my curls are bouncy, and my Giuseppe black boots are winning, and not to mention my lip gloss is poppin. Without my stilettos, Im about 5"8. People always tell me I look like that singer Kelis except I have hazel eyes and plus Kelis is lame. Chick was married to Nas, and I mean she was the envy amongst all girls. At least she got a child support, I mean a baby out the deal. I shake my head at myself.<br />
"Your where?" Tez answers with a certain shock in his voice.<br />
"Im outside at the front door, I didnt go to work tonight, I wanted to surprise you, what were you sleeping, are you coming to open the door" I ask because I can sense the hesitation in his voice and even more the grogginess. That boy know he can be moody when his sleep is interrupted.<br />
"Uh, uh, uh naw, Im not even, here... I mean there, Im um over my boy Jenkins house. Why aint you at work?" he ask me like he fumbling for words or something.<br />
"Well, why is your car here and whose car are you parked behind anyway?" I asked getting irritated because something dont quite seem right. <br />
"Oh,..... thats, uh Jenkins sisters car, he drove it to my place and we all rode with Bishop to go to this new afterhours spot. You know Bishop dont do no drinking and we making him drive us around and shyt" he says. It does start to make a little sense, but I dont know, my intuition and some kind of butterfly in my stomach is telling me otherwise.<br />
"Oh well, when you coming home because I wanted to spend the night, I need some baby, I miss you" I say in my girly voice, then I look up at the light on in his room. "Why you leave the lights on in the upstairs bedroom, you just be wasting money" I tell him as Im heading to my car.<br />
"Oh, I did.....uh, I must have forgotten to turn it off, I was rushing. Say, Im probably going to be out late so just um...just head back to your place and I will call you when I get home" he tells me unenthused. I hit the alarm on my car to unlock my door. <br />
"Okayyyyyyyy, but you owe me" I sigh.<br />
"I got you" he says in a rushed tone.<br />
"Okay, boo I love..." and the sound of the dial tone crashes in my ear. I know he didnt just hang up on me. I shrug, sometimes theres a bad connection in this neighborhood so Im going to just chalk that one up. As I pull around to make a u turn to head back to the freeway, call me crazy but the light turns off in his room, the very same light I was getting on his case about having on. I mean it either magically or better yet mysteriously cut off. <br />
Then I tell myself, girl, you are seriously tripping. Lord knows, you do not wanna become that terribly, clingy, jealous, hot mess of a woman busting out windows and flatening tires again. <br />
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CHAPTER 2Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-59284886897687712812011-01-13T10:26:00.001-08:002011-01-13T10:26:37.650-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYmgOe5t3J7-lSqfLS8792dVlJG-9HATWQMv7S5ktSeQuUWuvzT_xB9EX5AcUsoC5i38jV0jZjHMhRQOFQo-XP3bu5u9GBuWpGIIg8eAz96tOxNwCdsfNJrUn9-sunF7eFJrKkdtj1iBCx/s1600/under_construction_gif.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYmgOe5t3J7-lSqfLS8792dVlJG-9HATWQMv7S5ktSeQuUWuvzT_xB9EX5AcUsoC5i38jV0jZjHMhRQOFQo-XP3bu5u9GBuWpGIIg8eAz96tOxNwCdsfNJrUn9-sunF7eFJrKkdtj1iBCx/s320/under_construction_gif.png" width="320" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-47965150835049329092011-01-09T12:11:00.000-08:002011-01-09T12:11:58.908-08:00HOMEWORK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ98knHkI_mghVKw4D9hqkV_vBpEY0Uq829ddMo_db_ASaK23fLRiV9Beo-vhfL5fwJRYFcIGonzVUwaTqU0l4b4H7StcKTkiG275-9fLYwtQl6m1YMwR2UaDWkfj5u0oFGlL5OsXCIor3/s1600/lap-dance-sp_md.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ98knHkI_mghVKw4D9hqkV_vBpEY0Uq829ddMo_db_ASaK23fLRiV9Beo-vhfL5fwJRYFcIGonzVUwaTqU0l4b4H7StcKTkiG275-9fLYwtQl6m1YMwR2UaDWkfj5u0oFGlL5OsXCIor3/s1600/lap-dance-sp_md.jpg" /></a></div><div class="content"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><strong>Find a tall-backed chair — such as one from your kitchen table or a desk — pad it with some pillows, and sit him down. Straddle his hardened member and lean back slightly, placing your hands on his knees. Extend your legs, one at a time, until each of your ankles is resting on one of his corresponding shoulders. Pump your booty back and forth at a speed that makes you moan. To supercharge your thrusting power, balance your weight between your ankles and your hands.</strong></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-85597316772061605342011-01-09T00:24:00.000-08:002011-01-09T00:25:36.822-08:00TO GET YOU IN THE MOOD<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/E1lgklPBorE?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-32149654450380542702011-01-06T10:07:00.000-08:002011-01-06T10:07:09.051-08:00TOUCHDOWN<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6krVKT5qzcq9M4R5x7XG7fK9trZr7gtmaIB2SdTm_yoCOXUCGBcU9yrm3ZtXg9mG5c-JNVrLkFNHGDoeZk-ap6xqg8QCHjPObbTQ09Tk7cGXVaM_kS_xh34Z2tvDM787Qn0sLvcHO5V8s/s1600/black_love_art_2~~element342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6krVKT5qzcq9M4R5x7XG7fK9trZr7gtmaIB2SdTm_yoCOXUCGBcU9yrm3ZtXg9mG5c-JNVrLkFNHGDoeZk-ap6xqg8QCHjPObbTQ09Tk7cGXVaM_kS_xh34Z2tvDM787Qn0sLvcHO5V8s/s320/black_love_art_2%257E%257Eelement342.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>In the midst of our heavy, breathing , moaning,, and panting we lock eyes. Your strong body towered on top of me and the look in your eyes transfer a glare of connection I have never experienced from you before. </strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Rapid chills traveled through our limbs as my body signals a message to my mind of surrender. </strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Your every stroke, lift, push,pull and penetration inside of me incorporates a feeling only my body can respond to. </strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">In response my sweet puzzy gets wetter and wetter engulfed with waves of juices beyond measure. My puzzys attention is undivided and is continuously meeting your every acquaintance, feeling every single one of your veins , your ridges, your tip , every inch of your girth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Quietness fills the room and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>no words are being exchanged, only the intensification of our bodies connected. </strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>This magic moment, these feelings, these emotions are to much for us to consume and in an instance your body goes weak and lifeless. </strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Your eyes grow wider, your jaw becomes stronger and you fight and fail to compress your excitement. I feel you, I’m with you, I have your back as we fight the good fight of ecstasy but it can no longer be contained.</strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: cyan;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We lay limp with our bodies covered in sweat and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>alas we score. </span></span></strong></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-36053798265734205662011-01-05T08:14:00.000-08:002011-01-05T08:14:57.621-08:00McLovin<span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;">Have you ever had some loving so good it made you, call in from work, lie to your friends, or share your credit.... HA! </span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">GET Omari Hardwick WASTED (Currently a featured actor in Tyler Perrys For Colored Girls) Omari Latif Hardwick is a Capricorn (freaky/no holds barrred). For more info on this sexy brother you can click </span></strong><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Omari_Hardwick"><strong><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">here</span></strong></a><strong><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">. DEFINITELY SMASH!</span></strong><br />
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<em><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">HAPPY SNACKING ...AND DONT LEAVE A MESS *wink</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-64536952285725826192011-01-02T20:53:00.000-08:002011-01-02T20:53:17.960-08:00RECESS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6zDetkPpbLz42hC_xnAc0m6XF3xKJA9WCnhxVDSCk_6XHkNxr5XtVFDyng0jODFN6C40O6oOA5GL8yFHQxr1sehAEOwUwRSDxjBlnNVtIBcrk8J2JXdS_pG4TnxftK1zObmjkWQ7MTUx/s1600/thigh-master-sp_md.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6zDetkPpbLz42hC_xnAc0m6XF3xKJA9WCnhxVDSCk_6XHkNxr5XtVFDyng0jODFN6C40O6oOA5GL8yFHQxr1sehAEOwUwRSDxjBlnNVtIBcrk8J2JXdS_pG4TnxftK1zObmjkWQ7MTUx/s1600/thigh-master-sp_md.jpg" /></a></div>If you’re bored with the standard woman-on-top pose, this position is a fun, frisky way to mix things up. Your guy lies on his back, one leg outstretched and the other bent, knee pointing upward. You straddle his body sideways with your back turned slightly to his face, hold on to his knee, and lower yourself onto his penis. In this pose, your stomach is almost touching his bent knee; use it for support and leverage as you rock back and forth, and up and downUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-91367941954915630432010-12-30T08:36:00.000-08:002010-12-30T08:36:13.191-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKmcoVsgvMd8ksMcGnJOaTPJXlEcP6vhIcX_vRVBDKL9ZUFs-MwopO01C4LmI5S6HLIMzabTgprZzm4eVJC2LDeWyhQD3dIQNFsmDhYTmPMWBYupi6IemCNlAYO5vWSmNaWISdYrhqc8g8/s1600/4232596353_054f9ed14b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKmcoVsgvMd8ksMcGnJOaTPJXlEcP6vhIcX_vRVBDKL9ZUFs-MwopO01C4LmI5S6HLIMzabTgprZzm4eVJC2LDeWyhQD3dIQNFsmDhYTmPMWBYupi6IemCNlAYO5vWSmNaWISdYrhqc8g8/s320/4232596353_054f9ed14b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>CHACHELLAS PLAYGROUND</em></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-77382235171373794342010-12-28T23:22:00.000-08:002010-12-28T23:25:11.426-08:00WHAT'S YOUR SEX NUMBER?!?!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqS6jzuh-g8dUmTSxZWczPMYgJaHP-QE-7refXBIZaDDmgOzw5ZmduH5v3MXtRiNmEx9opHIfc_b3ilf9AOdna97p4sDP_6c3mKsNX7iD6fPQZsTmUf5Lrn3jWtknN6zMGDFAA_IvgAWK/s1600/black-couple-laying-on-bed1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqS6jzuh-g8dUmTSxZWczPMYgJaHP-QE-7refXBIZaDDmgOzw5ZmduH5v3MXtRiNmEx9opHIfc_b3ilf9AOdna97p4sDP_6c3mKsNX7iD6fPQZsTmUf5Lrn3jWtknN6zMGDFAA_IvgAWK/s320/black-couple-laying-on-bed1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">When it comes to the topic of sexual partners, fellas are you more inclined to desire a woman that has been with several men OR only a few? </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Have YOU been <strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>NAUGHTY</em></span></strong> or NICE.... OF course you have been <strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>NAUGHTY...</em></span></strong> whats the NAUGHTIEST THING YOU'VE done thus FAR?!?!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-492944519235487222010-12-15T08:03:00.000-08:002010-12-15T08:03:48.418-08:00HUMP DAY<span style="color: cyan;">HEY SEXXY LADIES AND GENTS ........... WHATS UR PERSONAL WORD FOR</span> <span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"><em><strong>SEX</strong></em></span><br />
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</div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">You hover over me as my hips start to rise </span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">All the while you’re looking me dead in my eyes</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">My body starts to tremble and my heart starts to race</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The moment I feel your breath on my face</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">You whisper in my ear that’s it’s all about me</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">And in just a few seconds I’ll be reaching my peak</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">My muscles begin to contract and my body begins to shake</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Deep down inside it feels like a many earthquake</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">I’m dazed and confused and too weak to get up </span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">and you look in my eyes and say “baby you’ve just been mind phucked”</span></div><div class="yiv1819262620MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><strong>Men:</strong></span> <span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><em>Which do you prefer?</em></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-57411856180881531082010-12-05T23:05:00.000-08:002010-12-05T23:23:02.819-08:00Chilled Wine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2u3IHRjLz-ztyx7b6csSUEtSm0NWyHLaBx8BnFAJUDgUQBQwSQicgXawgAU6OzmGUt0u-6q7TlaupcCDsC0ubTV2Mqt2TLjjKtAVhXS-MOg2PCI4XVsbcQdWphitVSMmwTMA5lc183Q2P/s1600/michelle_obama_hot_funny_sexy_black_bra_panties_nude_barack_obamas_world.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2u3IHRjLz-ztyx7b6csSUEtSm0NWyHLaBx8BnFAJUDgUQBQwSQicgXawgAU6OzmGUt0u-6q7TlaupcCDsC0ubTV2Mqt2TLjjKtAVhXS-MOg2PCI4XVsbcQdWphitVSMmwTMA5lc183Q2P/s320/michelle_obama_hot_funny_sexy_black_bra_panties_nude_barack_obamas_world.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><br />
<em><span style="color: cyan;">So you want me to come over now? </span></em><br />
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Yes right now! <br />
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<em><span style="color: cyan;">Well, we cant do what we did the last time I was there because I scuff my knees up pretty bad. </span></em><br />
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Pain is pleasure, isnt that what they say?<br />
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<em><span style="color: cyan;">That is what they say!</span></em><br />
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No baby, dont worry about it I dont want you on your knees, just hurry up and get here!<br />
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<em><span style="color: cyan;">Okay Im on my way...and I am wearing a new little pretty black situation I think you might enjoy!</span></em><br />
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Its not what your wearing that I really care about, I wanna admire all that is underneath!<br />
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<span style="color: cyan;"><em>Ok Baby...Im on my way!</em></span><br />
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I see ya when you get here..........................<br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">Once she arrives, inside the fire is blazing in the fireplace in the bedroom. The lights are dimmed and Raheem Devaughns "Im Single" is playing softly in the background. Two goblets of Pinot Grigio are sitting chilled along side a plate of strawberries. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">About a half hour later he opens the door.................</span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan;"><em>All this for me?</em></span><br />
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All for you sexy, take off your coat, your clothes but leave your heels on, DAMN... you look sexy as I dont know what right now!<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">Why thank you, your turning me on yourself, I like the way those silks pants fit on you!</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">She wiggles out of her short denim skirt and pulls her sweater over her head...before she can drop it to the floor good he pushes her up against the door as if she is under arrest and holds her arms together with one hand while he kisses along the sides and around the back of her neck. She pulls her hair to the side so that he can maneuver without any obstruction...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444;"><em><span style="color: cyan;">You are quite hungry arent you</span></em> </span><br />
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You have no idea <br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">He continues kissing down her spine and he takes off her bra all awhile she is pinned up against the door... he stands back, admires the view of her nice round ass so perfectly sculptured and protuding out of her lace boyshorts. Her arms begin to get restless so she tries to lower them and he slams them back up against the door...she surrenders. He continues kissing her down her back to her ass crack and then he lowers to his knees and pulls her panties off her hips and allows them to fall damn on one leg. He grabs her by the waist and walks her over to the couch.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">He forcefully bends her over the couch so that she is facedown and ass up. He has her ass so far up in the air you can see her nicely bare and hairless pussy. He proceeds to start from where he left off by kissing her from her ass crack all the way to the tip of the back of her pussy and her legs attempt to get weak.</span><br />
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Dont go gettin weak on me now<br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;"><em>Im not, I just...its just....</em></span> <span style="color: #e69138;">He has her speechless</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">He continues to kiss down each one of the backs of her legs teasing her all the while.... while he is on his knees he grabs her by her waist so that she is bent with her pussy staring him directly in the face, he strokes his dick while he gets an eyefull of the juiciness of her peach as he watches the gushing roll down her leg...</span><br />
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Babe your really wet <br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">Hmmm I wonder why </span><br />
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He begins to suck on her clit in a slurping motion drinkin in her sweet nectar.....<br />
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mmmmm so juicy so sweet<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">Isnt that how you like it Babe</span></em><br />
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mmmmhmmmm <br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">He sucks on her pussy relentlessly while stroking his dick with one hand and pulling her around the waist with the other to ensure that her pussy remains in his mouth...he sucks and sucks till she is so weak she cant stand any longer. He stands up and sticks his stiff dick in to her pussy, it glides in with no restraint because her pussy is dripping wet. He holds her by the waist while he strokes inside of her in and out. He pulls his dick out and sticks two fingers in her pussy and turns her around as to face him, he attempts to stick her fingers in her mouth but she turns away..</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">SO he sticks his tongue in her mouth and they begin kissing, he kisses her deeply and then he starts kissing her neck. He moves downto begin sucking on her beautiful succulent breast. He lifts her up in to the air back on his dick and he fucks her all around the room and they end up back where they started from against the front door. He strokes her pussy so good and she moans at the feeling of ecstasy. The music has long stopped and all you can hear is the heavy moans and panting. He cums inside of her and begins to jerk as the feeling is so electric he cant stop cringing. He lowers her to the ground and they sit at the door with their backs agains the wall.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138;"></span></div><span style="color: #e69138;">All of a sudden in a panic he hops to his feet as if he is snapping back in to reality</span><br />
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OH shit what time is it?!<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">I dont know, about 9 or 10pm</span></em><br />
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Oh baby, I have to go ...there is somewhere I need to be an hour<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">Okay, well let me take a quick shower and I will stay until you get back</span></em><br />
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No, you cant, I mean I cant ..I mean I dont know what time I will be back and or if I will.....<br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">He helps her retrieve her clothes careful to make sure she doesnt miss or leave anything behind. He opens the door as she slides her coat on. He gives her a nice long kiss.....</span><br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">You want me to call you when I get home</span></em><br />
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Ummm, just text me babe, just in case I miss your call<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">Are you sure, and is everything okay because you seem to be rushing me </span></em><br />
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No everything is fine I just gotta handle something but I will call you when I get back in ...I promise!<br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">He kisses her again and sucks on her bottom lip... and then slaps her on the ass on her way out the door </span><br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #444444; color: cyan;">Okay babe I will talk to you later </span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">She walks out the door and he stands his doorway waiting until she drive off. He heads to the shower. Once out he throws on a pair of red silk pajama pants while he remains shirtless. About five minutes later he hears a knock on the door. As he walks to the door he hits replay on the CD. He opens the door and in comes a beautiful woman...</span><br />
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<em><span style="color: magenta;">OOOh, wine....strawberries.....All this for me?</span></em><br />
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All of this is for you sexy, I want you to take off your coat, your clothes but leave those heels on, you look so sexy right now.....................................................<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>Anonymous</strong></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-21164913248310389202010-12-02T22:50:00.000-08:002010-12-05T23:31:51.080-08:00ARE YOU TURNED ON YET?!?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggU2QNwqvfCUZ4pr5Fu8MP9eN4zZk61jLEMJHGPA7oag4ep7dIq4sHMm4GyGqaU5Qp0JR38kuP_1aGKb2dH92RenL22MOgzHC4a7pNHayOd7HHjEy9EB_4BZeif5iTcVklIVl0WYldGpOL/s1600/imagesCA4I6W96.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggU2QNwqvfCUZ4pr5Fu8MP9eN4zZk61jLEMJHGPA7oag4ep7dIq4sHMm4GyGqaU5Qp0JR38kuP_1aGKb2dH92RenL22MOgzHC4a7pNHayOd7HHjEy9EB_4BZeif5iTcVklIVl0WYldGpOL/s1600/imagesCA4I6W96.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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I have been recieving so much POSITIVE feedback and I TRULY LOVE YOU and APPRECIATE it too... <br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>This forum SHOULD NOT BE CENSORED AND YOU SHOULD NOT FEEL ASHAMED ABOUT FEELING UNINHIBITED.......SEXY is a way of life, its a natural ability, its NECCESSARY!!!!!!</strong></span><br />
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I have a lot of AMBITIONS AND PLANS regarding this site but I can NOT make it happen without your SUPPORT. <br />
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For those of you that have SUBSCRIBED I leave you My Moscato KISSES all over YOUR SEXY BODY!!<br />
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For those of you that have sent in your submissions...you TOTALLYROCK!!!...and please keep them coming.<br />
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....IM LEAVING THE PLAYGROUND UNGUARDED SOooo....If you like coming here to play email me @ <a href="mailto:happyday3212001@yahoo.com">happyday3212001@yahoo.com</a> so that I may invite you (IF your not already on the Merry Go Round!!!!<br />
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STAY EXOTIC MY FRIENDS......................CHA CHAUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-25958054536144194492010-12-02T18:47:00.000-08:002010-12-02T21:33:57.347-08:00LOVE SLAVE<div class="yiv2016191578MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="yiv2016191578MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "serif";">I LOVE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT ME…SO SEDUCTIVELY…EYES UNDRESSING ME…SO EXCLUSIVELY…WANTING ME…ERECTION TAUNTING ME…MOUTH WATERING…BODY YEARNING…<span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291312447_0">WETNESS</span> IS WHAT I FEEL…UNTIL… I GASPED AND FELT YOUR DIGITS DAILING ME…TONGUE KISSING ME…AND DIGITIALLY FUCKING ME…QUIVERING AND SUDDENLY… I RELEASE MY OHHH BABY…MASSAGING YOU…HEAD BOBBING YOU…HAND HELD AND MOUTH FILLED WITH TESTICLES…GIVING ME THE INNER YOU…I DEVOUR YOU…GENTLE KISSES…ON MY THICKNESS…WHAT I MISS IS…THAT LICK…LIPS SPREAD…UP AND DOWN I SEE YOUR HEAD..AND ALL WAS SAID WAS…OHHH BABY…IN DEEP YOU GO…MORE AND MORE…YOU PENETRATE ME…A STEADY PACE TO THIS RACE…FACE TO FACE…U SAY…STRADDLE ME…CHANGING POSTIONS I MENTIONED THAT I WANTED TO FEEL YOU IN THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL…UP DOWN I GO AS YOU HOLD ON TO MY HIPS…ASS SLAPPING AND ME RAPIDLY RIDING YOU TO ESTACY…CLITORIS RUBBED AS YOU HUG ME FROM THE BACK…TITTIES BOUCING AS I POUNCE ON THAT DICK…BODY SHAKING..BED EARTHQUAKING…AND ANOTHER OHH BABY CAME FROM MY LIPS….SO EXCITED I INVITED YOU TO INSERT THE TOOL IN THE OTHER HOLE…YOU STOOD OVER ME AND DICK DOVED INTO …PURE BLISS…PULLING MY HAIR WHILE YOU MADE ME AWARE THAT YOU WERE GOING TO MAKE ME LOVE YOU ALL OVER AGAIN…SCREAMING YOUR NAME WHILE I ACCEPTED THE PAIN..LETTING YOU REMAIN IN BETWEEN MY CHEEKS…YOU STATED YOUR CLAIM THAT THIS BEAUTIFUL BODY WAS YOURS…KING OF YOUR DOMAIN…STILL YOU REMAINED IN BETWEEN MY CHEEKS. ASS FUCKING ME YOU MADE ME WEAK, SWEAT DRINCHED THE SHEETS AND MY BODY BEGAN TO TWEAK AS YOU DANCED IN ME…I COULDN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE …PUSSY DRIPPING WET…YOU INSERTED THE INDEX, THEN THE MIDDLE AND THEN RING….I FEEL THE STRECHING IN BETWEEN MY LEGS, YOU BEGAN TO CHOKE ME, AND YOU SPOKE TO ME SO PROVOCATIVELY AS YOU CALLED ME YOUR NASTY BITCH…HARDER STROKES YOU GAVE ME AND CLAIMED ME AS YOUR LOVE SLAVE…I AGAIN RELEASED MYSELF AND SAID OHH BABY…YOU WERE BEGINNING TO FEEL THE SWELLING OF YOUR VEIN BUT WANTED TO CHANGE THE FLOW. YOU DEMANDED THAT I GET ON TOP AND SUCK YOU TILL MY JAWS WERE SORE…I AM AFRAID BUT AMAZED AT THE TONE IN YOUR VOICE. I LICKED AROUND YOUR HEAD TILL YOU SAID …LOOK AT MY DICK SUCKER…I GAVE A LIL LAUGH BUT ONLY IF YOU KNEW WHAT WAS IN STORE FOR YOU….I SUCKED SO HARD THAT YOU BUCKLED AND LET OUT A HUGE AHH…LOOKING UP IN YOUR EYES…YOU SPOKE TO ME WITH YOUR HAND…RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE YOU GAVE ME A SLAP…BUT THAT EXCITED ME MORE…DEEP THROATING AND SPITTING…WET HEAD IS WHAT I GAVE…NOW MAKING YOU MY SEX SLAVE…I PUSHED YOU TO THE BED AND SAT ON YOUR FACE….PUSSY FUCKING YOUR TONGUE WHILE I LICK YOUR CHOCOLATE STICK..SOME PEOPLE CALL IT 69 BUT WE CALL IT GETTING BUCK WILD…I GAVE YOU MORE AND MORE TILL I CHOKED TRYING TO MAKE IT TOUCH MY ESOPHAGUS…THIS SHIT HERE WAS GETTING SERIOUS…YOU ROLLED ME OVER AND BEGAN TO FUCK MY MOUTH UNTIL I HEARD YOU SHOUT OHH BABY….CUM FLOWED EVERYWHERE…DOWN MY NECK AND UNTO MY CHEST…YOU LOOKED ME IN THE EYES AND SAID “DAMN WHY COULDN’T YOU BE MY WIFE” AND WE SEALED THAT NIGHT WITH A <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291312447_1" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: #366388 2px dotted; cursor: hand;">KISS</span>.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Batang;"><strong>By: Shani Richardson</strong></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-31762625662126302392010-12-01T22:42:00.000-08:002010-12-01T22:42:02.872-08:00you'll be the best harmonica player to ever live.....<div> </div><div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHR7D5NBVpVDkAXwDAcVRoM-n1gVBCLMij3aEakn7xaRmsKqHVdw8zog5uoYLlYP13yZKO75MFLCycBH6_FFbGr_6h4DJXeEIBLQWZ6r25mmOxrKKRLMXdaluT8tJVV30wuNqu5xHYbhFp/s1600/ist2_7812429-sexy-woman-with-black-tuxedo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHR7D5NBVpVDkAXwDAcVRoM-n1gVBCLMij3aEakn7xaRmsKqHVdw8zog5uoYLlYP13yZKO75MFLCycBH6_FFbGr_6h4DJXeEIBLQWZ6r25mmOxrKKRLMXdaluT8tJVV30wuNqu5xHYbhFp/s320/ist2_7812429-sexy-woman-with-black-tuxedo.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div>you'll be the best harmonica player to ever live.....</div><div><div>if you follow these instructions carefully.....</div><div>get comfrontable before trying anything fancy...</div></div><div>like aerobics....</div><div>maybe meditation....</div><div>inhale....</div><div>exhale...</div><div>slowly....</div><div><div>move that harmonica and not your head...</div><div>that's what's required to play these notes...</div></div><div>play a note for me baby.....</div><div>hold it as long as you can....</div><div>play those chords...</div><div>cover those holes...</div><div>back the rhythum....</div><div>on top of melodies....</div><div>practice...</div><div>makes perfect...</div><div>do it as fast as you can...</div><div>slow down if you feel yourself fumbling...</div><div>stumbling...</div><div>over the pattern that's laid before you...</div><div>relax...</div><div>open your throat...</div><div>hum a song...</div><div>any song...</div><div>something familiar...</div><div>something memorable...</div><div>tilt that harmonica back....</div><div>with your upper lip..</div><div>over the top cover..</div><div>nestle it in a lip lock baby...</div><div>that technique....</div><div>it's required to clear those single notes...</div><div>middle octaves...</div><div>or low octaves....</div><div>you have full control...</div><div>give me that vibrating...</div><div>moving...</div><div>wavering effect....</div><div>consistently alter the volume levels...</div><div>creating sweet....</div><div>beautiful....</div><div>music to my ears....</div><div><div>you'll be the best harmonica player to ever live.....</div><div><div>if you follow these instructions carefully.....</div><div><span style="color: red;"><strong> Yvonne79</strong></span></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-41219039778586138272010-12-01T13:39:00.000-08:002010-12-01T13:39:48.806-08:00WHEN I THINK OF YOU<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div align="center" class="yiv839584590MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwoKy7aEAt5CRw_UR93y7IiB_VEHVErjMUY9xSeCHfTS35kB2q4VINMnqhhDgvoA3ESYb7plT2DURKKjqCxGA1zQXe948PONsA47jXaLCcEnvc0UOlPuTJOLyf0qHcNMe9tpaD9YC5kEOw/s1600/3839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwoKy7aEAt5CRw_UR93y7IiB_VEHVErjMUY9xSeCHfTS35kB2q4VINMnqhhDgvoA3ESYb7plT2DURKKjqCxGA1zQXe948PONsA47jXaLCcEnvc0UOlPuTJOLyf0qHcNMe9tpaD9YC5kEOw/s320/3839.jpg" width="219" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div align="center" class="yiv839584590MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "serif"; font-size: 14pt;">WHEN I THINK OF U...TIME STANDS STILL AND THE FEELINGS I HAVE ARE TO SURREAL…IS IT REALLY OKAY FOR ME TO FEEL THE WAY I FEEL WHEN I KNOW THAT YOU ARE…I CONSTANTLY TELL MYSELF YOU ARE NOT WHAT I NEED BUT I CANT SEEM TO GET YOU OUT OF MY SYSTEM. TRYING TO FIND THAT REMEDY TO CURE THE FEELINGS THAT I HAVE FOR YOU…REMINISCING ABOUT ALL OUR DELIGHTFUL ENCOUNTERS AND THE COUNTLESS KISSES GIVEN TO ME…BUT YET I STILL TELL MYSELF NOT TO FALL FOR YOU, TRYING TO RESIST YOU AND THESE FEELINGS…BUT HOW CAN I FEEL THIS WAY WHEN I KNOW THAT YOU ARE…YOUR FIGURE INTRIGUES ME, EXCITES ME AND MAKES ME WANT YOU MORE THAN EVER. YOUR HANDS CARESS MY BODY IN MANY WAYS IMAGINABLE…SO SOFTLY, SO DELICATE…YOUR VOICE PENETRATES MY SOUL AND YOUR WORDS SENDS CHILLS TO THE POCKET THAT’S FOLDED BETWEEN MY LEGS…BUT HOW CAN I FEEL THIS WAY WHEN I KNOW THAT YOU ARE…MANY NIGHTS I LAY AWAKE BECAUSE I WANT YOU NEAR ME, HOLDING ME, NEXT TO ME, IN ME, AROUND ME, BENEATH ME, STRADDLING ME, POUNDING ME, SURROUDING ME, LOVING ME, LICKING ME, LUSTFULLY FUCKING ME...SHOWING YOU HOW MUCH I CARE I PLEASUREABLY LICK YOU ALL OVER YOUR BODY…TONGUE BATHING YOUR TORSO YOU MOAN WITH FEELINGS OF ECSTASY AND DESIRE…MASSAGING YOUR GENTAL AREAS WITH MY SALIVATED TOOL, YOU BEGAN TO RUN YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR…THE MORE I LICK YOU THE MORE I WANT YOU, LONG FOR YOU, DESIRE YOU, REQUIRE YOU…BUT IS IT REALLY OKAY FOR ME TO FEEL THIS WAY WHEN YOU ARE</span></i></b></div><div align="center" class="yiv839584590MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: "serif"; font-size: 14pt;">....A WOMAN! </span></i></b></div><div align="center" class="yiv839584590MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="yiv839584590MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "serif"; font-size: 14pt;"> <b><span style="color: red;">by: Shani Richardson</span></b></span></i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097734977135528061.post-80854082291541074242010-11-30T20:52:00.000-08:002010-11-30T20:52:13.793-08:00EX-LOVER<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw68N_t9NKCxEnCzJz4UMp60C7iEdvZE-UFZGV5eHelFQDLoF0Mj3tactZmi_dZaPn4vz5kBdJ66DnpVwy3sXmCdRpdEaUokSkz9GMcF57KCP56sB4_EGe2ZPPD3ovQsQMUxhsYq1FDOdP/s1600/06_nlenoir_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw68N_t9NKCxEnCzJz4UMp60C7iEdvZE-UFZGV5eHelFQDLoF0Mj3tactZmi_dZaPn4vz5kBdJ66DnpVwy3sXmCdRpdEaUokSkz9GMcF57KCP56sB4_EGe2ZPPD3ovQsQMUxhsYq1FDOdP/s320/06_nlenoir_01.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Text: U late Im on your side of town could’ve handled everything tonite</span><br />
<div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Lover: Come suck ma dyck</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Text: LOL yeah ok we will see whose faking or not meet me by the pool</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Lover: Nah where we were the first time we fuked</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Text: Call ME</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">ENCOUNTER</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Me: Hey boo how you been whats been up</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Lover: Ain’t chit been up whats been up with you? You’ve been MIA</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Me: Nah you been MIA so we good rite</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Lover: Let me see if you suck it good and then I’ll let you know</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Me: Uh so what you saying I haven’t sucked it good in the past</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Lover: I didn’t say that</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Me: Well I don’t like being bribed</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Lover: Come on </span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;">Me: Unzip your pants</span></div><div class="yiv1231363301MsoNormal"><br />
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