My Dissolute Life

Watching Charlotte dress, and listening to her ALMOST come, for me.

You know what’s hotter than hearing Charlotte come? Hearing Charlotte NOT come….

Listening to Charlotte’s pleasure.

Just not very much fabric.

Two words for you: spatchcocked thighs.

I fucked up. I used a word I shouldn’t have used without getting consent first. Ugh.

This is the first part of the date. The picture is of Charlotte, in part 2 of the date. But this is part 1….

Spam spam spam spam.

Jealousy’s a bitch, no?

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