Sep11 A snack, anyone? Posted on September 11, 2012 by fedoralady Standard Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestMoreStumbleUponGoogle +1EmailTumblrDiggLike this:Like Loading...
LOL those lips are just so—inviting. I love it when they are slightly pursed like that. The things one could do to–and with!–them. Reply ↓
Oh, I explore such topics in my fanfic. Those lips, those hands . . . so–talented and versatile. Reply ↓
….do not lick the screen…..do not lick the screen…..do not lick the screen….. …..do not ……aaaaaa……..there you go! Reply ↓
I’ll settle for tasting, I do not want to devour.:)…(oh,if I only fad such a strong will in the chocolate cake presence) Reply ↓
Angie and Leigh! Please! Stop! I have a weak heart and teenage doughter, she needs me still.;) Reply ↓
I need a fan!!!
LOL those lips are just so—inviting. I love it when they are slightly pursed like that. The things one could do to–and with!–them.
Keep talking lady, keep talking…
Oh, I explore such topics in my fanfic. Those lips, those hands . . . so–talented and versatile.
I hope you’ve properly cooled down by now.
*patiently waits for chance at irresistible snack, ignoring chocolate in fridge*
Or you could simply add the chocolate to the *ahem* other snack. *wicked grin*
Oh, yes *wicked grin* back at ya.
….do not lick the screen…..do not lick the screen…..do not lick the screen…..
…..do not ……aaaaaa……..there you go!
LOL!! He does look entirely edible, doesn’t he?
No omophagia allowed, only licking, nibbling, tasting, like that.
I’ll settle for tasting, I do not want to devour.:)…(oh,if I only fad such a strong will in the chocolate cake presence)
How about Mr A offering you a big slice of choccie cake and a smile?
Resistance is futile…
Angie and Leigh! Please! Stop! I have a weak heart and teenage doughter, she needs me still.;)
LOL! We will try to be gentle . . .
May we offer a glass of red wine as a heart tonic to accompany the snack?
His neck is very inviting indeed…And his lips..Better stop right there.
You can continue in your imagination. You have my permission.
Why quit when you’re ahead? It only gets better, yes?
I think so, yes. The fun starts at the top and works its way down . . .