#Sonja Bras

[satelliteee-com]

Photo Art: The New World of Photography エリナ・ブラザウス、タシタ・ディーン、リュック・ドゥラヘイ、アレック・ソス、イェンス・ウルリッヒ、マイケル・ヴェズリー���ど、写真の最前線にいる約120人の国際的アーティストの作品を、豊富な図版でわかりやすく紹介。短いエッセイで各アーティストを紹介し、4ページにわたって作品を掲載。写真家・コレクター・写真愛好家にとって、貴重で前向きな参考書。

ISBN-10: 0500287112, 13: 978-0500287118 p.520, 27.2 x 22 x 4.2 cm 2008/3/24

Photo Art: The New World of Photography

[writingsofwesteros]

The ladies anatomy:

Rhaenys walking to stand behind alicents seat. Turning her slowly to spread her thighs. A pretty louboutin heel rises up and rests on the chair between alis legs. Till it's pressing the vibrator harder against her. "Listen to them. Nurse Estermont has such a sweet giggle. no-no don't cum, you silly whore" she says stroking alis cheek.

"mr. Velaryon, you cannot keep hogging the line, I have duties" Sonja chastises blushing. Biting her lip. Corlys only chuckles "perhaps I should visit then, so we can keep your phone open"

Robyn would wait for jace to sign out. Looking when he walks Back, pushing her breasts up in her blouse. "I need your phone number for you to sign out" robyn says smirking. Jace stutters trying to hide his hard on and trying to remember the number. He Then says "why are you not tapping it on the computer?" Full of nerves the boy was. Robyn giggles "I never said the hospital needed it"

Joffrey's ego rising at siennas praise. "Let's see how quick you are to....More stimulation"she sighs her head lowering till his tip is in her mouth. "Now listen to aunty and stay still" she winks. Joffrey would struggle so hard

Jaime coming to get Stev once her shift ends. Having promised to drive her home. His phone ringing when their kisses start to escalate. Again. "It's cersei" he says. "Don't answer it" she whispers pulling him closer. "i-I need to" he stutters as she falls to her knees. "And who would answer you If you were in trouble? Not her " Stev counters. Jaime whimpers looking down at Stev. Pressing red on the phone before his hand sinks to her hair "you fucking would" he says.

Serra's eyes widen as she realizes Sandors size once and for all in the small vehicle. "Show me how strong you are" she whispers rising to her knees. "Show me" she nearly begs.

Alicent whines and flutters those doe eyes up at her. "Please....I'll be good." She begins to beg so sweetly as the chair is completely coated with her wetness. The dress she wore now unbuttoned and showing off the lace bra Rhaenys had bought her.

"You can't keep visiting..somebody may suspect.. " She whispered into the phone to Corlys who only chuckled. Oh if his pretty girl only knew.

Jace would be blushing madly now especially as Robyn leans in and presses a soft kiss to his cheek. "I do believe we will see each other again very soon." She whispered out her promise as he could only stare at those soft looking lips.

"I wonder how long you will last, " She gently teases him as her tongue slowly moves up and down his thick, twitching length. She drools and the act is so messy whilst Joffrey only grips the chair harder.

Jaime grunts as she takes his fat cock completely ; face pressed against his stomach and he can't stop the slow rocking of his hips as his stomach is already tightening up.

"Such a greedy whore.'" Sandor groans as he lifts her up; her legs to her head as he begins to sink in. Gods, none of her toys had ever been this big and in this position...she feels so stuffed

[goingmerryly]

I was so miffed about Rebecca’s Red Sonja cosplay that I made a redesign. Roman Gladiator armor was showy and didn’t cover a lot, but turning the swimsuit into a scale-mail bra, adding arm armor, and switching the loincloth fixes a lot imo. (I also drew this before I saw her dad’s gladiator design, or I would have given her matching pteruges/leather skirt!)

[wcrstarter]

“ i’m yours. “ resident evil verse - kiran

ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ:ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴄʀɪɴɢᴇʏ // @llosgcariad

The world as they had known it, was over. There would be no returning to normal as it were, the virus that had been unleashed had seen to that. Infected mortals were a sudden ample threat, the dead did not stay dead--nor did they return as a vampire or a lycan, but a far more fell creature instead.

Moments of peace, and moments alone, were precious commodities now. Kiran's hair was fanned out on the pillow, bright as a flame in the low light. She'd pinned his hands above his head in a playful manner, both of them knowing if he wanted free, he would have been. It was a game, her taking control and straddling his lap like this. There was a glint to her eye, the only warming he would get that she had a plan.

"Mine." She agreed with a low growl and a roll of her hips, almost as if rewarding his declaration. The vampiress leaned in, giving his neck a feather light kiss before she dragged her fangs over the column of his throat. Not hard enough to tear his flesh, just enough to give a smart of pain. They were not wandering the wastes alone, they'd found a group of survivors to walk with. Some of them, had been eyeing him up. She was nothing, if not a territorial creature. Leaving smears of lipstick on his skin would send a clear enough sign to the others to back off.

Logically, Sonja knew that the other survivors flirting with him meant nothing. But that didn't meant it hadn't tripped up her instincts, and that she wasn't going to give him a little punishment for being cocky.

Sonja pulled at his shirt, loosening the buttons one by one. As if she had all the time in the world, knowing it would rile him up. It was hours before either one of them were expected to be on their shift for watch, she intended damn well to take advantage of every minute.

The vampiress tossed his shirt off to some corner of the room, moving on to unbuckle his belt and shuffle down his pants then make quick work of her own. All the while kissing him heatedly, or biting and sucking on his neck to leave a trail of hickeys in her wake. She was his, and he was hers and she had no damned intentions of sharing with anyone. Beyond Tit of course, but that was different.

"I want them to look at you, and know that you are mine. I do not share." She growls, rolling her hips against his once again, knowing the friction of the denim would make him hiss. The vampiress plucks at the zipper of her shirt, letting it fall open and down her shoulders. It was too large on her, as it was one of his shirts she had taken a time ago. It took only a shrug of her shoulders to have it fall down to her elbows and expose herself. She hadn't bothered with a bra earlier, she'd had a plan in mind when she had him follow her to her room.

"I want you, to beg." Only a thin scrap of lace is all that covers her now. The vampiress smirks, straddling his lap so that his cock would rub against her folds; she wanted him to feel the lace wet with her desire. He could break his hands free of her grip, but that would ruin their game.

[silvershandiin]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Prana | Activewear dress.

[marblesarelost]

I just bought this in purple and should be getting tomorrow. I will let you know how this goes.

(RED SONJA BRA RED SONJA BRA RED SONJA BRA is all my brain will say about it btw and it makes me HAPPY. I mean yes there is another reason but RED SONJA BRA and just oh my GOD the SEROTONIN IS CHOICE AF.)

Tried to post a poll, but it didn’t work. I’ll try again in a second.

[lives-in-a-harpsichord]

Went for a swim in my underwear like a teenager

Was accompanied by two married, respectable women though so in a way, mom said I could

[plussizeinspo]

do you have any recommendations for clothing for plus size women who also have big (and sagging boobs) because every plus size fit I like is usually only for small boobed women (who are v beautiful)

Hey anon! I don’t know many brands but I'd highly suggest looking at reviews but especially youtubers and their try ons when buying from a brand or searching for a brand to get an idea of how they fit on a certain body type.

Plus size youtubers who post about fashion / try ones with bigger busts:

AUTOPLAY CW - some links are to videos because they didn’t have a playlist but there might be more videos on their channels!

Debbie Crown - she does videos where she tries on clothing with her friend Natasha (BeyondBeautifullWoman) and Gabby (seikellasworld) both have big bust so that might give you some insight on which clothing brands are suited and not suited!

BeyondBeautifullWoman - as mention above she has her own channel where she posts try ons too!

Aimee Turley

MissVeeLondon 

Glow With D

ClarePlusSize

Persephanii

Candace Denise

Edee Beau 

Brixananicole

Simply Sonja

Yella Goddess Tv

Penny Underbust

Traveling Hoppy

From Head to Curve

Niyatheproblem

Joy Amor

SHAY IN LA 310

Tally Sharp

Slave_ Tobeautyy - mentions she has a 36 M bra size.

[chillerhjemmesmiley]

i was just rewatching the bånder clip and gosh.... when even arrives at the party and isak can’t take his off of him and emma starts rambling about bras and then she says you should be happy you’re not a girl , it’s really annoying to be a girl when in that moment all isak probably wanted to be was sonja bc 1) she was with even 2) all his internalized homophobia saying it was wrong to like a guy and all that

julie one day i’ll sue you for this emotional distress!!!!!!

[sytharia]

4021: Alone to myself

F E A T U R I N G

| Hanatsumi | Xxxtasi | MarketPlace |  Lelutka | INITHIUM | tres beau | Velour | Gold Square

//EXCLUSIVE ITEM//

Outfit:: .:: Hanatsumi ::. Mathilda [Kupra] - @MP Mathilda

► Includes:

★ .:: Hanatsumi ::. Mathilda - Top

★ .:: Hanatsumi ::. Mathilda - Bra  

★ .:: Hanatsumi ::. Mathilda - Shorts 

Nose Jewelry:  {XXX} LunaNoseCuff MoonStone

//FEATURED BODY COSMETICS//

Mesh Head: Lelutka EvoX Briannon Head 3.1

Mesh Body: INITHIUM Kupra v.001/4

Face Skin: - tres beau x lelutka evox - jessica skin (2.6)

Body Skin: VELOUR: The "Ipanema Body" for Kupra (BROWNIE)

Shape: Exclusive! Gold Square {Gigi}shape Lel EVO X Briannon  (plus a lot of tweaking)

Hair: $$$//PL: Bandit

Nails: 1990 - Chrome Melt Set

//FEATURED ACCESSORIES//

Head Jewelry:  Ysoral .:Luxe  Lips Piercing Lida:.(LEL)

Rings:(Yummy) Oceana Ring Collection (kupra)  

LipJewel: *PKC* Sonja Lip Piercing 

Ear Jewel: .:E.A.Studio:. BOX UZUMAKI FEMALE ELF EVOX

Bands: : CULT : Rian Armband

//FEATURED BACKDROP OR BACKGROUND//

Location in SL: AEAEA Islands- http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/MG%20Karibik/130/48/23

Poses: My AO  

[whitewaterpaper]

Denna månad har jag sett om filmer. Jisses vilken inspiration jag haft att gräva i DVD-lådorna! Plus: inte en enda teaterproduktion denna månad!

Casting JonBenet (2017) [👍]

Intressant dokumentär där det kända mordfallet filtreras genom skådespelares tolkningar av karaktärerna.

Charlies Änglar: Utan Hämningar / Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle (2003) [🔁]

Charlies Änglar / Charlie's Angels (2001) [🔁👍]

Conan Barbaren / Conan the Barbarian (1982) [🔁👍]

Conan Förgöraren / Conan the Destroyer (1984) [🔁👍]

Conan the Barbarian (2011) [🔁]

Avgjort bättre än jag mindes den. Men givetvis inte i närheten av 80-tals klassikerna.

Contamination (1980) [👎]

Intressant ur pandemisk synpunkt. Men en film som knappt går att kalla underhållande.

Dragon Fighter (2003)

Dean “känd från Lois & Clark” Cain. DVDn var ett Second handfynd och det svenska/nordiska omslaget verkar vara ett hafsigt copypaste-jobb där hälften av informationen tillhär en annan film.

Drone Wars (2016) [👎]

Förtjänar sitt dåliga betyg.

En Rymdman vid Riddarnas Bord / Unidentified Flying Oddball (1979) [👎]

Superfånig film.

Flykten från New York / Escape from New York (1981) [🔁👍]

Jason and the Argonauts / Det Gyllene Skinnet (1963) [🔁👍]

Kull the Conqueror / The Conqueror: Son of Conan (1997) [🔁👍]

Lovligt Byte / Bird on a Wire (1990) [👍]

Goldie Hawn och Mel Gibson!

Monsterklubben / Monster Squad, the (1987) [👎]

Nä. Jag vet inte. Har inte åldrats med odelad värdighet.

Red Sonja / Barbarernas Hämnd (1985) [🔁]

Avnjöts i Widescreen nedskalad till 4:3. Tror det är dags att uppgradera min utgåva av den här filmen.

Robin's Wish (2020) [👍]

En dokumentär om Robin Williams sista tid och kampen om att förstå vad som pågick i hans huvud.

Snake Plissken - Man of Honor (2005) [👍]

Bakom-film för “Flykten från New York”.

WarGames (1983) [🔁]

Klassiker som tåls att se om. Med dagens teknik och då framför allt AI så tror jag rentutav det finns riktig grogrund för en riktig uppföljare.

Ovanligt många tummen ned inser jag. Många bra och sevärda filmer denna månad. Svårt att bara plocka en film ur listan, men vad sägs om att fira att der rör på sig i Red Sonja-franchisen igen med att se om den filmen? Det gjorde ju jag.

The Movie Database (och därmed Vodeville) titulerar “Kull the Conqueror”  som “Kull - Erövraren” vilket jag tror är fel. Mig veterligen är den endast släppt som “The Conqueror: Son of Conan” i Sverige. Jag har valt att ersätta det svenska omslaget med ett engelskt just på grund av titeln.

[bikiniarmorbattledamage]

@onebloodsoakedlion​​   submitted:

Red Sonja Redesign time!

(Don’t know who the original image belongs to, but here’s a link: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e1/56/a2/e156a2b24baea30029d0850418c00694.jpg)

I know I’m not the first to do this, but here’s a redesign of Red Sonja. Not just repairing her armour, but a complete overhaul.

I hit an artist’s block at first, because Red Sonja’s “armour” was SO messed up that I didn’t know where to start… but then I remembered that she was a “She-Devil with a sword”, so I decided to make her armour reflect that with intimidating red colours and bloodsoaked horns. 

I decided I’d start off by giving Sonja a horned helmet, because what is a She-Devil without horns? I squared out her face a bit, to make her look more like an actual barbarian instead of some kind of beauty model. I gave her a scarf to add to her intimidation/distraction factor, but with the hot climate I guess she probably doesn’t wear it all the time. The horned shoulderpads add even more to the intimidation and are an improvement compared to her original design. I just realised, while making this post, that I was unconsciously inspired by Rando’s gang in LISA: The Painful/Joyful

Here’s where I started getting inspiration from the Barbarian armour set from LoZ - Breath of the Wild. I gave Sonja an outwards-facing breastplate to squish in those big, possibly annoying boobs like a sports bra, whilst also protecting her heart and lungs. I gave her horned forearm guards to protect her forearms from the same attacks that caused her death in whatever issue it was… I forget… thoguh I left the gloves alone because they would be quite useful when combined with the arm guards. All of this is lined with an orange material to protect the skin from chafing or whatever, and said material is light and breathable, of course! I also changed Sonja’s very body shape, because wouldn’t fighting bad buys for years give you well-developed muscles instead of a skinny, frail body that the comics depict? I didn’t cover up the abdomen because I still wanted that barbarian theme to some extent, and besides, you now get to see her six-pack! 

The leg area was where the BoTW inspiration was most prominent. I gave Red Sonja a very similar fur covering on her legs as the aformentioned armour set. The shorts provide further protection from the elements and nasty male perverts. The belt, of course, sports crossbones to further the intimidation. Red Sonja now has decent-sized boots with spikes on the ankles, some of which are soaked in the blood of her enemies.

Honestly, I could’ve done better with this, not just design-wise but drawing-wise. I really suck at editing drawings with different artstyles to mine, because I have little experience in that field, but I’m pretty sure that someone can come along and polish this whole thing up. But I think my redesign makes a great starting point for something greater. 

Thing about Red Sonja’s famous scalemail bikini is that it’s so absurdly deadly AND uninspired that you just can not go wrong with a redesign. Throw a sweater on her, like we did with Applibot and Zenescope ladies, and she’d still be better off. 

And you went above and beyond that, @onebloodsoakedlion​​. Clearly, with the bare stomach and so many spikes you still went for stylization over realism, except now she’s drawn to look cool and intimidating, not like fap fodder. I especially like the horned helmed idea to invoke her She-Devil nickname. One thing I’d maybe propose rethinking is the color scheme. Orange on red worn by a redhead isn’t exactly flattering choice. I’d change one of them to brown and make sure the hues contrast one another better. 

Thank you for the submission! 

~Ozzie 

[edgymuses-a]

continue this  𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙼𝙰𝙽’𝚂 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈    (  @hiredassault     /   𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫  )       :  

     ༶ ﾟ🥀 ┄─   Taking off the armor was like opening a gift on Christmas, laying witness to the goodies: a pair of large breasts which bounced once the armor bra was off and a voluptuous yet athletic body that he couldn’t resist but to lay massive hands around her waist. The roughness of the assassin's hands causes a small chuckle to be let out and eyes of lustful hunger glance down at those hands and back to him. Returning the grin she too grinned as two hands rested on a clothed chest, just wanting to rip them off. Sonja just loved when the man she came to know as Floyd, would be so daring and knows how to make the warrior go rampant on desire.  ❛❛ Good idea. ❜❜  The response, breathy, lips of ruby collided with the man’s own. A hand that was on the tree trunk chest soon flowed down towards the pant area and there she tenderly grabs the sex organ. Giving it a quick squeeze before drawing both hand and lips away in a playful manner. God she just loved being a tease.

     Still facing him, both sturdy hands lead the man towards the bathroom door using her foot to open it enough to enter. It’s exciting finding different places to partake in the flesh, the two already did this in several places: on the bed, floor, kitchen table, the kitchen itself (counters or when either on of them we’re cooking almost burning the place down one time), couches, a good rooftop here and there. No matter the place if Floyd could satisfy those needs the red head was down. Once inside both hands release and turn to the granite shower. Defined glute sway back and forth with each step, taunting him by signaling ‘Come and get me’.

     Inside the luxurious shower Sonja turns the water on, at a temperature that wasn’t too hot or cold. Water travels down hair that was red like blood, over blush colored nipples, which we’re getting hard when a body faces her lover, and down to the shower floor. Just to be even more of a tease, grabs her bust moving it in a slow circular motion then moans faintly.

[skarsgard-daydreams]

Voices Carry

Ch. 3: “This Must be the Place”

[ Eins | Zwei | Drei | Vier | Fünf | Sechs | Sieben | Acht | Neun | Zehn | Elf ]

Description: Merkel accepts a job to smuggle a young woman out of East Berlin, and it turns out to be more than he bargained for.

Warnings: smoking, drinking, strong language, poor grasp of the German language, possible historical liberties, probable sexual content in the future

Notes: Glossary at the end. Moodboard here. Thank you for the kind words! They mean the world to me!

When Merkel agreed to take the König job, he never imagined that he would be babysitting the girl at his own apartment. “You wanted to fuck her,” he told Bastian. “She can stay with you.”

But Bastian’s mother had come up from Leipzig unexpectedly, and she couldn’t be trusted to keep a secret. Next, he suggested Sonja, but she was shrewd enough to demand a 40% cut if the girl stayed at her place, and none of the boys were willing to take a hit to their usual shares. Lukas was out. He had taken the Trabant back to his father’s garage to make some modifications after learning that the border guards had new instruments that could detect secret compartments in vehicles. He was supposed to have the car ready for another crossing on Saturday. That left Merkel. Even with the heating out in his apartment, he was the best option, and he knew it. But he made sure to complain enough that they’d all think twice before ever asking him to do it again.

Now Merkel sat in his living room with the girl, a cigarette nestled in between his middle and index finger and a Talking Heads record drowning out the silences between them as he explained that she would be in the West by Sunday. Irina had her arms wrapped around herself. Whether it was from the cold or nervousness, he couldn’t be certain.

“How many times have you done this before?” she asked.

“Hundreds.”

Irina raised a questioning brow. “Successfully?”

Merkel nodded. Though there were a few outliers, in each of those cases, the people they were smuggling had diverged from his explicit instructions. He didn’t count them against his success rate. “If you do exactly what I say, you’ll make it,” he said.

Irina studied him quietly. “Would you do it?” she asked.

Merkel leaned forward and flicked the ashes from his cigarette into the empty coffee mug sitting on the table. “I’m not trying to get out.”

“Yes, but… if you were?” She searched his face as though she’d find the truth hidden in a slight twitch of his lips, or a wrinkle in his brow, but Merkel had no such tells. He brought his cigarette to his lips and took a drag, exhaling slowly.

“I would fake an American passport,” he said at last. And then he made his accent as flat as the plains of the American Midwest and added in English, “But you have to sound like an American, Ja?”

Irina burst into laughter at his attempt. “That was terrible,” she said.

“I know,” Merkel said. A smile played at the corner of his lips. “But I would have a better chance with that than I would trying to fold myself into that little compartment. Fewer broken bones.”

“I’m not so sure about that,” Irina said, but she was smiling.

The opening notes of ‘Naïve Melody’ began to play and Merkel knew the record was almost over. They’d talked enough business for his taste. He made it a point to never discuss his work at home unless it was unavoidable, and on those occasions, he always drowned out the conversation with music to prevent others from overhearing. He snuffed his cigarette out and stood, gathering their coffee mugs and taking them to the kitchen sink.

“You’ll have to hide out here for a few days,” Merkel said as he rinsed their cups out. “The accommodations aren’t great, but…” he paused, searching for some kind of silver lining. Finding none, he shrugged and wiped his hands on a stained kitchen towel. “It’s only a few days.”

Irina nodded, but she seemed far away. Merkel leaned against the kitchen doorframe and watched her silently. He knew that expression well. Years ago, the Western college students who smuggled in paperback copies of A Clockwork Orange and ragged issues of Playboy Magazine always made the same observation about East Berliners: they were a cold, emotionless people. The first person he’d heard make the comment was a haughty American taking a gap year in Germany who got shitfaced on Weisse beer and vomited on a Volkspolizei officer’s shoes outside Bastian’s favorite pub. He’d laughed about Merkel’s stone-faced expression while the officer checked their papers. Merkel thought the American looked more like a caricature than a man the way his face contorted into cartoonish expressions with every passing thought and emotion.

It came as no surprise that the interior life of East Berliners eluded a prick like that. Merkel had become accustomed to looking beyond the surface when reading people. Irina’s expression seemed placid, but it only masked the turbulence within. She occupied herself with picking at a piece of lint on the sleeve of her coat. “You never mentioned my father,” she said softly.

“He only hired us to move one of you,” Merkel said. He stared at the girl for a long moment, and then, against his better judgement, he added, “For now.”

Irina looked up and considered him, her large doe eyes conveying a fragile sense of hope. Guilt twisted in Merkel’s chest, and he found himself wishing he were as icy as the American had believed. The record finally ended.

“Come on,” he said, pushing off from the doorway and showing her into the small bedroom, where the bed was still unmade and the socks and hat from last night still littered the floor. Merkel picked up his laundry and tossed the clothes into a closet stuffed with coats and a few nice shirts. “You can have the bed,” he said. He grabbed a pillow and a thin summer blanket from the pile on the bed. Irina stood in the doorway and gave him the sort of look his mother used to give him right before she’d smack him upside the head with a newspaper.

“Sei kein Idiot,” Irina said. She took the blanket and pillow from him and put them back on the bed, then sat on the edge of the mattress and looked at him sternly.

Merkel shrugged. If she wanted to share the bed, he wouldn’t argue. The sofa was too short for him, anyway. He hung up his coat, disappearing into the bathroom for a few minutes. When he returned, Irina had peeled off her black sweater and stood in front of the window peering out at some commotion in the street below as she undid the clasp of her dark satin bra. Merkel walked over to the window and pulled the blinds aside to look as well. One of his neighbors was walking up the street, boisterously drunk and arguing with another man. He could smell something sweet, like vanilla or almond in Irina’s hair as he leaned over her.

“Don’t worry about them,” he murmured, moving to the edge of the bed and taking off his shoes. Irina draped her bra over the back of a chair and pulled her sweater back on over her head before getting into bed. Merkel drew his long legs up and slipped them under the covers. He folded his arms behind his head and glanced at Irina out of the corner of his eye. If she was bothered by sharing a bed with a strange man, she didn’t show it. She rolled onto her side, facing him, and nestled her cheek against the spare pillow as she burrowed further under the blankets. She caught him looking at her and her face flushed a pale pink that Merkel could barely see in the dark room.

“Gute Nacht,” she said, her tone almost teasing.

Merkel fixed his gaze on the ceiling. “Nacht.”

German Glossary

Sei kein Idiot - don’t be an idiot

Gute Nacht - good night

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[sunshine-and-blue-roses]

Open starter

Shreya/Haadiya/Sonja (you choose)

She slipped on her last stocking and then hooked it onto the garter belt before slipping on her high heels.

Walking over to the mirror, she adjusted the stocking and her bra before noticing that you had just walked into room, "....you ruined my surprise for you...", the brunette said as she looked at you from the mirror reflection and gave you a cheeky smile.

"...you can tell me how I look any moment now...".

[hiredassault]

❛  undress me.  ❜ (from sonja 😉 she’s very demanding)

:: MEME CONTRACT :: — nsfw sentence starters. @edgymuses     ACCEPTING.

            DOMINATING, powerful and demanding. Yes, that’s Floyd favourite DISH. Her command was strong enough to quickly pull the man up from the bed and approach towards her. She was BOLD and always had an armored BRA and a panty (sort of?). Undressing her sounded like she was wearing TOO much. 

            The MAN did not care, but approached further behind her to enter her personal space to make sure she knows his presence, “ you need a shower.” He suggested with a grin. His hands peacefully was placed on both sides of her mesmerizing waists.