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    #SinfulSunday – moving

    It’s moving day today, so what else is there to do but get moving? Dancing in my kitchen surrounded by boxes makes me happy and makes me feel in control even when I am not. It’s a choice. One I make over and over again and invite you to whenever you feel less than happy. Don’t forget to click on the lips below to see who else is being sinful this Sunday ?

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    #SinfulSunday – a day out

    It’s a beautiful day. I have lovely company. Someone who likes to take pictures as much as I do. We egged each other on during a hot afternoon with people picnicing around us as we found a secluded enough spot to take these pictures We were on top of the world!  These photos were taken by the wonderful @mistress34F  Don’t forget to click on the lips below to see who else is being sinful this Sunday ?

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    A Moment in Time

    Sometimes it is a slow dawning, a creeping realisation that all her moments have become grey again.  Not a soft dove’s wing grey but an iron grey., hard and shot through with rusty metallic tears.  She knows this place.  Knows its acrid smell and the taste of burnt dreams.  Dreams which when taken out in the cold light of day are thrown on the bonfire of hope, lit by the spark of illusion.  Once more there is no God.  Once more there is no rescuer. Job pleaded with and raged against God. He asked how can you be just and take my family? How can you be loving and leave…

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    #SinfulSunday – brave

    Apparently this is brave.  According to a tweet I saw this week the brave ones are the middle aged women posting arse pics. My response to that is fuck brave, this is not brave, this is essential.  My stomach, rippled and stretched from my four beloved babies is a wonder of the world. A geography of pleasure and commitment and love. I reject the idea that I should hide it, from myself or from others. I reject the sense that I need to be perfect, young or thin. I reject any disapproval for posting images of myself on the Internet.  My body is my own, I put it in service…

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    #SinfulSunday – upskirt

    I want a picture you said. A picture of the kind of view others get when you climb open steps in that denim skirt with the big slit up the back.  They catch glimpses of your strong thighs, your pretty pussy, your creamy skin. And they imagine, growing slightly hard or damp in a public place, what you would taste like if their head was between your legs. Take that picture for me you said. Yes Master, I said ?❤️? Don’t forget to click on the lips below for more delightful sinning. Leave a comment too, we’ll love you for it ?