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ancillamea: ancillatua: Holy hell! Something about this is just such an incredible turn on. Darling, please take me someplace warm and tropical. And I promise to wear as little clothing as possible the entire time! Yeah. I saw this too, and it half
lil-miss-bi-curious: ancillamea: 1…2…3…4…5…6… So many ways to test just how much you can take. ;-) Some tests are more desirable than others.
arousingsounds: ancillamea: I can’t watch this without getting the urge to push. To really, really push. Do it .
ancillamea: Wait for me like this. When you feel me tap your shoulder, put your elbows up on the bed.
quietcharms: ancillamea: I have needed to spread you and fuck you all day today. It’s as simple as that. between that pic, and that caption, my brain has just died I want to see a God of a man with a huge cock do this to my wife. Let’s see
ancillamea: How I adore how I barely fit, and how you bath me like this each and every time, ancilla mea.
onemoreanddone: ancillamea: And then I’ll clean you up, darling. Nice!!
ancillamea: ancillatua: Fuck. Darling. Maybe it’s because I need an afternoon snack, but this is making me crazy-hungry! You know how much I love the taste of you…. And I love the way you always, always bend down to kiss me, hard, after you spill
ancillamea: ancillatua: In fact, yes… this is pretty much exactly what I would have wished for as a wake-up call this morning…! Would just before bed work? ;-)Talk soon.
wsta4all: tomez3: ancillamea: I love this. Like…really love, love, love this. We use a lot of terms between us that would shock just about everybody we know. This is exactly what I mean by just about all of them. Ancilla mea, you are indeed
ancillamea: Yes, there’s always too much to fit in to too short a time. We do our best, and try to make sure we fit in all the things that matter. But yes, this matters. And I shan’t forget it. Promise.
ancillamea: I love this. Like…really love, love, love this. We use a lot of terms between us that would shock just about everybody we know. This is exactly what I mean by just about all of them. Ancilla mea, you are indeed my good girl, and my
ancillatua: ancillamea: Okay. Breakthrough moment for me here. The moment where I, for the first time, appeal to followers other than my beloved. I need to find this lingerie. Like, really need. Desperately need. Google images is more than
ancillamea: Darling, we’re doing something wrong. We don’t seem to be able to make it to the kitchen for the first icon without at least once stop on one of the middle ones. the order of the first four is up to interpretation ;)
ancillamea: It’s funny. Yes, I still do this, even I know it’s never, ever necessary. that’s because that move is hot lol
ancillamea: What do i want more than anything today? Long, slow, delicious kisses from you. Kissing is the best. Absolute best.
be-risque: ancillatua: lascivious25: ancillamea: Okay. Ummmm. Reblogging this too. Just to try to quell the influx if anon messages that say “hey babez, u got pics or kik?” (1) The answer to the first is apparently, yes. More importantly
ancillamea: hersensualside: What I wanna do all day today. I wish this is what you could do all day today, too. Good morning, my beautiful girl. this is actually what i need today
ancillatua: ancillamea: ancillatua: I cannot stop thinking of the way we held each other yesterday—my god, was it only yesterday?—without a thought for the hundreds of people there to watch. The way you kissed me and the wide world fell away. The
ancillamea: And no, darling. I don’t ever forget about this. Not even today. I want you more today than I did yesterday, when I wanted you even more than the day before that. All of you. Every part. You. *purr*
ancillatua: ancillatua: ancillamea: Yes, this is always an invitation. Some mornings I will lovingly and carefully wash your beautiful body from head to toe. Some mornings you will cup me below in that way I love with your small, soapy hand, and wash
ancillamea: What I told you this morning? No lie. ;-)
ancillamea: You really are my good girl. I want to tell you every day. Just like this.
ancillamea: Maybe it’s something you think that I don’t want.
ancillamea: Maybe it’s something you think you don’t want.
ancillamea: ancillatua: When it runs down all over my hands and wrists this way, I love to lean forward and place my wet, sticky palms on your chest. And make lovely handprints. And then lick and kiss and bite until you’re half-crazy and ready to
ancillamea: It is absolutely the loveliest place to have you. Though I must say, you’re far, far more creative. ;-)
ancillamea: ancillatua: gentlemanexhibitionist: Positions of a Submissive. Oh, look. It’s that noun you mislike. I think I am growing ever more comfortable with it. So have I. So have I. In fact, I think it’s perfectly fitting, ancilla mea.
ancillamea: ancillatua: Sometimes we both need this first… I was really, really happy with how the timing of our last visit didn’t materially affect so many of the things that we love together. Yes, there were moments where that bad timing was
ancillamea: ancillatua: petals1021: iamadominant: ☼ Happy dance. Clothespins. Happy, indeed…! I’ll bring some. But you bring the ones you have, too. Well…I did ask for a list, and this was about the only thing you didn’t mention.
ancillamea: Yes.
ancillamea: I love window seats. I don’t know. Just always have. If we ever have one, plan on spending a lot of time on it. On your back. (Or knees, or elbows…)
ancillamea:I am going to spend the rest of my life searching for accessories that are functionally and aesthetically worthy of you, aren’t I, darling? ;-)
ancillamea:Simple and beautiful. I can’t help think about how tight the cuffs are at the back, and how every slight movement would translate to the twisted braid below. And now neither can you.
ancillamea:We haven’t yet gotten that hike in, have we?
ancillamea: ancillatua: ancillamea: Look at me, ancilla. Look at me. Now here’s what what I want you to do for me today… I find more and more with every day that passes, Dominus meus, that I long to begin my mornings with a set of instructions
ancillamea: Every, but everything is better when I grasp your fine wrists. Whether you’re on top of me like this, whether we’re sitting in a restaurant, or whether my other hand is in your hair and I’m pushing you face down onto the bed. My grip
ancillamea: I miss dressing up to take you out. And god, I miss cradling your face just like this in the middle of a crowded restaurant, making you look at my face and telling you that you’re my good girl.
ancillamea: ancillatua: ancillamea: I adore looking into your eyes and seeing that look of satisfaction when you take me in as deeply as you can. I love watching your face with it’s look of love and dedication as you push yourself further and further
ancillamea: cubicletocollar: Delicious rope marks. -T Beautiful.And they’ll go do well with whatever dress and shoes I pick for you for dinner.
ancillamea: And now I’m desperately curious about what your face does when I’m behind you, inside you, and gripping you like this…
ancillamea: Yes. First things first.
ancillamea: ancillatua: It’s always a bit uncanny the way you and I so often find our needs and desires in such perfect alignment… It is indeed, darling.This would have been a better question a couple of days ago, so now I will phrase it differently.
ancillamea: I do so wish I could have fixed you breakfast too, darling.
ancillamea: My god. That look when you feel the fabric cinch around your wrists. I think it says “finally, I’m home.”
ancillamea: The big chair, don’t you think? ;-)
ancillamea: This…I just can’t look at this and not think about what it will be like to have you, to be able to pull you back into bed, each and every time I want to. Suddenly longing for you deeply. I miss you.
ancillamea: One of my favourite things to do. ;-)
ancillamea:Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
ancillamea: Yes. Tonight will be your last time…until…
ancillamea: ancillatua: Sans commentaire…. You’re right. it won’t be for you to comment. It will be for you to listen. My hands on your shoulders and in your hair. Half reassuring you, half pushing you forward. My lips next to your ear,
ancillamea: I’m not going to try to jam this into the theme. But I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to remind you what a good girl you are.
ancillamea: And sometimes, not even your toes touch the ground. yep…i like them tall
ancillamea: ancillatua: This? Now?Yeah. Really.I want it, too. I don’t want it. I need it. I need you.
ancillamea: We’ve talked about me instructing you to wait for me when you know I’m on my way home. I had only ever considered this at times when I was coming home alone. Now? Who knows.
ancillamea: I already miss the look on your face when you can’t decide whether it’s pleasure or torture.
ancillamea: Among many other things, yes. sighs………………………………
ancillamea: Holy god. I’ve seen this image a million times. But I see it again…and I melt again. For the millionth time. Come and take your place, ancilla mea.
