Exactly...push your luck and you might get back to your centerI almost asked her if I could see the finished ink but I figured one semi-inappropriate comment was enough for one day!
She's not my wife and when I get a free boobie shot from a hot chick, who am I to judge!She sounds real classy.
bare floorMy questions are 1) Did carpet match the drapes?
2) Rug or bare floor?
That's called a freebie.She's not my wife and when I get a free boobie shot from a hot chick, who am I to judge!
I got one today. I opened the screen door. the little dog comming running out. She bent over to grab him. and those biggins jumped right out! (They needed over 70 stickers on them)She's not my wife and when I get a free boobie shot from a hot chick, who am I to judge!
I got one today. I opened the screen door. the little dog comming running out. She bent over to grab him. and those biggins jumped right out! (They needed over 70 stickers on them)
I almost feel over..lol.
She said I will see you tomorrow, but no more free shows.
I was LMAO.
She bent over to grab him. and those biggins jumped right out! (They needed over 70 stickers on them)
Anyone who believes OPs thread please stand on your head.
Dont care ,abouther eye color. Maybe I will look next time. (Probably not)So I've, WHAT COLOR WERE HER EYES...and...was she hot...and...I'm sure there is another question I'm missing that I'll need to know...lol
Experienced models are not bashful and are used to nudity. There are benefits to model photography but I am always looking at their hair and eyes and their pose and the positioning of lighting. Also, yes it is true, a lot of photoshopping takes place.
And I drink non-alcoholic beer.Experienced models are not bashful and are used to nudity.
There are benefits to model photography but I am always looking at their hair and eyes and their pose and the positioning of lighting.
Also, yes it is true, a lot of photoshopping takes place.
I think you need to stop reading Penthouse. Professional drivers gave that up in our twenties.Roll up to this pretty nice resi with a sigreq from Apple. Rap on the door, no answer, start yellow tagging it. Just as I turn to go back to my truck, I hear the door swing open and a lady yelling, "I'm here I'm here!"
I turn around to see this healthy, hot, soaking wet, brunette wearing what looked like a snuggie, whose steamy shower was clearly interrupted by yours truly knocking on her door. As I hand her the package and DIAD, the earth, moon, and sun all came into alignment at that exact moment.
The robe falls to the ground and in all her wondrous glory... out pops the nicest, most robust, mouth watering melons I have seen in a very long time. The DIAD goes under her arm and with her free hand she bends down and picks up the robe and halfheartedly covers up.
ME: Um, I can come back in a little bit when it's more convenient
HER:That's OK, not the first time someone's seen my tits and it won't be the last. I'm getting more work done on my tattoo soon.
(all semblance of professionalism went out the window at this point)
ME: Its a nice tat!
What happens next just blew my mind...
She hands me the DIAD and package and proceeds to expose herself again to put the robe on the right way. She opens the robe for a third viewing and calmly says without missing a beat, "I am adding a shackle and some flames to this side" (as she's grabbing her left boob).
Suffice to say, she signed, I left and the rest of my day was pretty fantastic even though I got the green light of death to take 44 stops off a new driver at 1845.
I think you need to stop reading Penthouse. Professional drivers gave that up in our twenties.
Nothing like strange tit. I envy you.