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Be experimental and pay attention to how your partner reacts to see what *they* like best.

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By the way : A list of tips where every item will appeal to every person probably doesn't exist, so take what you like and leave the rest. Also, it's important to talk about any new or different sex things with your partner before trying them. Consent is everything; please enjoy these tips responsibly!
—Pretty much everyone who responded
My trick is to wash my honey’s backdoor myself. Do it in a way that’s sensual. He gets why, and I get peace of mind, so that I can feel free to go to town. Both of us end up very happy!
I like to call it the trombone technique: Make sure while rimming to use your hand to continually jack them off.
Don't forget the vagina and clitoris, and use your fingers to stimulate there.
While you are licking the butthole don't forget the taint.
I like bending over a couch or desk while my partner kneels behind me. Putting my legs up and spreading my cheeks myself is great too. Face-sitting is great for my partner's neck. We switch it up.
Stack pillows under your bum or under your pelvis if you're laying face down.
These helpful pieces of latex are great for not only STI protection, but especially when eating ass, they can save you from any 'unsavory' tastes or experiences. If you don’t have any, you can cut the tip off of a condom and cut it lengthwise, and BAM. Mouth protection.
Allow your tongue to put pressure on their hole. The tip should feel like it's pushing its way inside them.
You can breathe warm air or blow cooler air on wet skin. Always ends in shivers.
You can use that opportunity to check in with your partner about how they like it.
I like to write out words with my tongue on his butthole like, "I'm gonna bang you so good you'll be moaning my name all week." I've never met a guy who has figured it out, though.
Don't jam a finger inside but apply steady pressure to the butthole.
It’s subtle. Gently run your tongue around their hole. Then you forcefully lick up while pushing your tongue inside of them. Following this, you forcefully run your tongue back down with the backside of your tongue. Guaranteed moans and easier entry.
If you aren’t excited to do it, it will show.
Anna Borges is a senior staff writer for BuzzFeed.
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2x the same specimen, to see the anal spines and the PAO.
Found in a flowerbox in the garden.
Promocionando lo más autoctono de lo nuestro...
I met this girl at the local used book store. I thought she was cute
when I first saw her because she was soooo petite. The kind of girl you
want to put on your dick and spin...
Later I saw her in the sex section and thought, "This is my kinda
I started hanging out beside her and got a big boner... and I made no
bones about making sure she saw the effect she was having on me.
We spent a long time pretending to look at books, all the while looking
at each other discretely. Eventually she told me she was doing research
for her master's thesis. Which begged the question, "What's the subject
Which elicted the unexpected answer, "The history of defecation and anal
This led to a lot more discussion and eventually exchanging names.
After a while a guy was trying to get between us. She picked up her
books and excused herself to leave. I watched her walking away. She
turned and saw me watching. She came back and started looking at books
I went over and stood thiiiiis close behind her. I really wanted to run
sexual energy with her. It startled her when she bumped into me to find
By this time I thought, "This woman is begging me to ask her to lunch."
We went across the street and got some pizza and chatted a long time.
That's where I snapper her picture. We exchanged contact information
and she said she'd write when she got home. She lives in the northern
part of the state. But nothing yet!
Taken in lower Manhattan in December of 2007. Can anyone identify the artist? Reid Harris Cooper has identified the artist as D Face. Thanks for the ID Reid. .
je vous la rentrer entière dans sa chatte
Bigger size is here for those who want to see it.
love to see you repost a pic of me on your profile:) just let me know pls
Sorry I haven't been on for a while, share any and all my pics all over the the internet... I love it
"Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.” - Winston Churchill
listen: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObGYFInWrU0 (yep, huge fan of both Gladiator and Lisa Gerrard)
[In March of 2012, I decided to begin a 365 days of photos project, the idea being that I would take (and post on the Internet) a photo a day. I spent two weeks prior pondering whether or not I wanted to take up such a monumental commitment. Considering the fact that I work full time and often overtime and tend to be inundated with tasks and self-imposed chores, when I decided to take it on, it felt huge. But not so huge as it now feels. One year and seven months later, I can reflect on what has transpired.
When I began this project, I didn't know how to manually attend to my camera. I felt terrified by all the settings, and I certainly wasn't about to use manual focus. I also decided, arbitrarily, that I would not photograph anyone's face—a rule that left me ramming my head against a wall by day 100. I'd been photographing inanimate objects, nature, animals, and other such similar things. At first it was thrilling, but eventually I knew that I was no longer growing as an artist, which was precisely why I wanted to do this project in the first place. Then, at the peak of my despair, I found Flickr, and with it, some of my biggest inspirations. Alex Stoddard, Kirsty Mitchell, and Lissy Elle, to name a few. I hungrily pored over their photo streams, particularly blown away by Kirsty's work, which resonated deeply with me. I couldn't get enough—I soon began to stumble upon stream after stream of brilliant photos, many of whom focused primarily on self-portraiture. Which is when I made the shift in my project. Which is also, not so incidentally, when my work began to grow... I could see improvements, and though I didn't always know what I was doing, I felt encouraged, and a renewed sense of why I'd started this whole mess in the first place welled up within me. I began taking self-portraits and portraits of others. Once I realized I could create an entire story with one image, the ideas poured into my head like wildfire. There wasn't enough time in the day, and there still isn't.
A brief history on me as an artist: I was practically born with a pencil in my hand. I began drawing at the age of three, and by my early teen years, hearing the line “I bet you're going to work for Disney!” wasn't uncommon. Then I was struck with crippling depression, which has plagued me since the age of 12, rather relentlessly. At which point, I drew less and less...and less. Until I wasn't drawing anymore. Personal life often sapped what little energy I might have had to create, and though I always had the flame of creative desire within me, it seemed enough to just peel myself out of bed each day and shove off to work. For nine long years, I went without creating. Until one day, about two years ago, when I saw a used Nikon D40 for sale by a coworker. I recalled enjoying photography in high school, and I decided to buy it. Which began the snowball effect that is still in play.
More life-changing events have occurred during this project than perhaps any other time in my life. I met a family of friends through Flickr—people all over the globe who are loving, empathic, and creative beyond measure. And darker times happened for me as well; my mother unexpectedly passed away in May of this year, and a month later, a long-term relationship I'd been invested in dissipated. I felt completely shattered by the latter events, but if nothing else, I had my photography. I had that need to create. I don't even want to think of the state I might be in without this project.
In many, many ways, this project saved me. It renewed my passion for life, and I now have a channel with which to share the minute details and beauty I notice on a daily basis. Through my lens I can not only capture those moments, but I can also share them with whomever I choose. The power behind sharing still boggles my mind, and while I've shared many, many mistakes and failures, which really keeps a person humble (oh *man* is that ever true), I've also been able to show that you can start from something so small and grow into something so much more, if you want to.
The image I feel speaks for itself—a symbolic and honestly quite literal depiction of my journey. I found myself during this project. I have never been so in touch with myself, and so in tune with nature and my own spirit. I really have been reborn, and I'm ready to continue this journey and see where it leads me. I have vowed to myself that I will never stop creating again. I will create for the rest of my days.
I have SO many people to thank (please know that I love you and appreciate you all, fer super cereal), so many who have helped me along the way, but I'd like to call out just a few names of those who particularly helped me through: Scott Willson, who helped me on *countless* shoots/adventures. Who never complained and always indulged my anal-retentive tendencies. Austin Tott, whom I met through Flickr and who also happens to live right down the street from me! He and I have had so many crazy adventures, and I always laugh my face right off when I'm with him. Thank you, Austin, for being insane with me and doing things hardly any other human would do for a photo. Thank you Morgan, Matt C., Alanna, Nya, Cassie, Paul, Erika, Amanda, Zuzana, Peter (I could list names forever!). A *huge* thank you to my audience, who not only pushed me to carry on and applied pressure (but never too much!) which spurned me to continue creating, but also bestowed upon me more warm, encouraging, and loving words in one compressed year than I think I've heard in my entire life. I can't begin to express how much you all have helped me. Thank you to my mother, for being so incredibly difficult that she actually drove me to be a stronger, wiser, and overall better person. Not only that, but any creativity I can claim I owe entirely to her—she was brilliant, and I hope I can go on to do things that would've made her proud. Thank you to my father for being there when I needed him the most, and for teaching me empathy. And finally, thank you to my little brother, Conner, for being the sweetest and most sincere human I know. It really helps make life worth living to have a younger sibling, I swear. All of the above paragraph influenced my images, I must clarify.
PHEW. Now if you still happen to be reading, I'll thank *you* for managing to stomach all this garble. Below you'll find my image from day 1. A ladybug. Now I think I'm going to go curl up with Ziggy and watch more Lord of the Rings. Because, my *goodness*, do I have a headache! Oh, and yep, all the fire is real. You know how I love me some fire.]
c'est du lourd, mon cul le confirme
Lush Poses | [Mistica Thespian Artworks] | XXX Event
Artwork and satin and seamed stockings.
Wir suchen noch Hobbyfotografen die sie auf ihre Art in Scene setzten
Sorry I haven't been on for a while, share any and all my pics all over the the internet... I love it
rodée et baveuse, sa chatte est un délice
Mom was the main authority figure in my life when I was growing up and so when I dressed up in her clothes and
make up and became addicted to her ciggies, I felt so empowered. And massively turned on
Asahi Pentax Super-Takumar 55mm f/1.8.

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