Virgin Romantic: Summer of ’42

Some things in life just have to be experienced. You can watch all the documentaries you like, read as many text books, listen to those who have been there, but the physical sensations are what really count.
The first sight of the Grand Canyon. The dip of the roller coaster. The bite of wasabi. Your first [...]

Odette oddity

Odette has a pierced nipple and a whimsical tattoo on her ankle. Green eyes, dark hair, a big patch of incipient sunburn on her upper chest, a sparse bush, and that lovely smile. Bothered by flies, in peril of splinters, at least four people watching as she poses, she’s still giving us a giggle or two.

Heels over head

The bodies of women – and men – who exercise regularly and seriously for sport or art are, in my voyeurist opinion, the best that humanity has to offer.
I cannot say that bodybuilders, with their muscles upon muscles, do much for me. That’s going too far. But swimmers, divers, dancers – these and others offer [...]

Aye, Calypso!

Calypso captured me with her dazzling smile and won me with her fine trim body. Excellent choice for the preview pic – and all those shots with her legs tucked up are my favourites in this set. Actually liked what the stills did for Calypso more than the video this time. Didn’t get too far with the French lessons in the video but I did find her Mauritius French accent a delight. I’m not always a fan of glasses but I think these definitely suit her.

Sex and other drugs

“My character in this movie obviously has a lot of sex, so I had to practise a lot,” male lead Jake Gyllenhaal said. “That was very important.”

Salsa Girls

Isabel owns this video. For one thing, she’s instructing the other two on salsa dancing, with its sensuous shimmies and rolls. She knows her stuff and she gives it to the viewer confidently. But mostly, it’s the way she looks. Cute baby face, sparkling eyes and a smiling mouth. Tall and slender, the incredible length of her legs extended with heels so high you gasp at how she can possibly dance on them. Her breasts are pert and every jiggle of her sweet nipples is something to sigh for. Long red hair drawn back in a ponytail, and a ginger muff you could lose yourself in.

Rude Gulliver

That which gave me most uneasiness among these maids … was, to see them use me without any manner of ceremony, like a creature who had no sort of consequence: for they would strip themselves to the skin, and put on their smocks in my presence, while I was placed on their toilet, directly before their naked bodies, which I am sure to me was very far from being a tempting sight, or from giving me any other emotions than those of horror and disgust.

Sex in the Bay

God, but I love old bookstores! Shakespeare and Co in Paris, The Strand in New York City, Alice’s Bookshop in Carlton, and Larry McMurtry’s awe-dropping Booked Up in Archer City, where two girls and a cat run four huge stores spread over three blocks. But you don’t have to travel the world to find good bookstores. City Lights is proof of that. And Book Bay at Fort Mason underscores the fact.

“Read My Hips” by Eve Marx

The book started out well enough, giving me reasons to flirt, but as I kept reading, I kept cringing, thinking, please, don’t let people really believe that acting like this will attract a boy/girl. I don’t like this book. While I agree with some of what it’s saying, it comes across as being really condescending. I know it says at the beginning that you can flirt for a number of reasons – not just to attract a guy, but while reading it, it seems to place an extraordinary amount of emphasis on attracting guys.

“Diary of a Sex Fiend” by Abby Lee

Unmistakably Abby Lee. There is no getting away from the constant rumble of sex thoughts through her mind and out into her blog. She glances at a guy and she’s imagining him stripped, erect, inches from her face. Or her pussy. And then she’s feeling him inside, and we’re along for the ride, while her fingers are busy down below.

This woman masturbates at the drop of a hat. She’s always ducking into the bathroom for a quick rub. Or working at herself under the table. Or on a train or a plane.

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