a prurient soul

One last shot he took that night, all tucked away, while licking his stick.

His stroking my panties got me a little wet.

Then he wanted a picture of what was hidden under my skirt, leaning in to kiss me hard, squeeze my little titties, and running his hand down to gently stroke the bulge in my panties.

He said he liked what I had picked out to wear, and taking my camera, asked me to turn around for a picture of my legs

After making a connection online in the middle of nowhere Kansas, I got all dressed up to meet a farm boy with a fat cock. Snapping this photo just before answering the door, I was so happy he turned out to be super cute, firm and strong.

Sometimes.  If I don’t get some dick real soon, that is exactly what is going to happen.  Crossing Kansas now, looking for that special farm-raised cock that knows how to use a pretty ass.

Returning to my blog here, and throwing a line out there ... I have benefits, if anybody needs a friend.