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    #SinfulSunday – fluids

    Shower sex is the hottest sex but can be impractical without some forethought such as a suitable covering for your bed. Once that is sorted though you are free to push me up against the wall whilst water courses off my body as you hold me by my tightening nipples and enter me from behind. Then drag me by my wet hair to our bed and have me, legs splayed and begging for you, over and over until we are covered in each other, our desires sated, for now. Photo by @Exposing40 – thank you ? Please don’t forget to click on the lips below to see who else is…

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    #SinfulSunday – hair

    In my youth ladies over 50 cut their hair short or wore it up in a bun and pretty much everyone coloured it unless they had a blue rinse. I began going grey in my 30s and made a decision then not to dye my hair, I was just too lazy and too tight to spend the time and money at the hairdressers! These days I am happy that I made the decision. I love my long silver hair and wear it as a symbol of rebellion against those mores. I also enjoy spending the time I save in more pleasurable ways ? This wonderful image was taken and edited…

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    The first night is always tossy-turny

    I remember it vividly. The pains in my stomach that made me uncomfortable enough to cry. His face, concerned, and slightly puzzled. He didn’t, couldn’t understand and neither could I but I knew it had something to do with the reason I wouldn’t get confirmed when I was 13 in-spite of my longstanding involvement with the Church, and that had everything to do with not wanting to kneel before any man. I knew that. I would not kneel. I put away the childhood memories of me draping myself over the padded stool in the bathroom and imagining being spanked – they were obvious evidence of me not being good. I…

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    Sometimes I ask Him to look me in the eye and hurt me

    It’s the hardest thing to ask for. I still don’t fully understand why pain would make me wet. I don’t identify with the label of masochist. It is under his hand that it makes me fly. I find my need for pain embarrasing. Its red raw mouth is connected to an embodied me I tried to escape from into books and other heady hobbies for most of my life. And I was a feminist, I worked with battered women. No man would ever lay a finger on me and get away with it. Then I stumble into a book tinged with erotica and sprinkled with references to a kind of…

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    #SinfulSunday – blue from Scarlet

    It’s my pleasure to post these gorgeous images on behalf of the lovely Scarlet woman (@benaughtywith3) Feeling blue when I think of you, but my hands can’t help but wander, as my orgasm crashes in waves over me, the salty tears flow free, Cathartic release but, I still can’t help feeling blue when I think of you.

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    #SinfulSunday – blue

    The prompt says it all. Blue is my favourite colour and I already loved this particularly lovely teal blue chair. The artichoke flowers were a striking deep blue and my hat, well my hat had turquoise stripes that cried out to be included. Don’t forget to click on the lips below to see who else is being sinful this Sunday