Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
My sweet boy FINALLY nailed a date for this year’s prom! His whole life, he has been shy and reserved. He was more into gaming systems than girls, and for a while, I assumed he was either Asexual or gay. So you can imagine how special it was for me to watch him talk about how she wanted his tux to match her dress and that he was anxious about finding the right corsage to highlight his boutonniere.
He wanted everything to be perfect for his little queen, and that made this Momma’s heart so happy. The afternoon of their special day was more relaxed for us than his little dates. She was running amuck getting her nails, hair, and makeup done. So he said anyway. I was less than surprised when my sweet boy approached me and asked for a favor. He confessed to still being a virgin ( Momma knew) and asked for tips to ensure his date would enjoy their after-party.
I love it when there are lightning storms. So much fun stuff to do in the storm. Perfect time to get close cuddle and of course face fucked. While watching movies of course or making my own. When I hear that thunder crack in the sky and the lightning flash with each moment getting closer I rush inside. Once I am inside I grab all my flashlights, candles and blankets. As soon as I grabbed all the flash lights and candles bang a loud cracking sound and then complete darkness. Looks like the storm shut all my electricity off again. Then, a soft light glows from the candles I just lit even better to set the mood.
This post is for the Coach. Just because your the teacher or leader of how to play the game does not mean you get to play with the referee. We don’t play we judge and are here to call out your bad moves. So let me coach you on a few things. I learned to stay on the side lines of the game because I’m not a player I don’t need to play to win. Players have to put in practice and practice to test their skills against others and hope that they are better.
