About a month ago I slowly awoke one Sunday morning with our "ready" silk ties (always kept tied to each post of the bed) tied around each limb, and a certain brunette's tongue busy doing very creative things. The really evil part was... well, she had a cup of ice cubes, our favorite toy and her morning cup of coffee.

Oohhh myyyyy

WW

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"I wondered, am I a lesbian, am I straight, or bisexual? Then I realized that I am just a slut.
So where's MY parade?"

---Margaret Cho