Sigo loco por esa morenita
Cold water, but nobody...
What could you do to these guys and gals
No real story just some camera joy.
It's 2nd part of sunday morning.
..never did finish this off :)
our very first post here. Many Thanks
My wife's twat for all of you to see.
Sexy on Valentines Day
More of Wendy's milkbags for your enjoyment.
Wie gefA¤llt sie Euch?
Just pics of my wifey Dee at the sand
Hope you all love the pics let us know.
We love reading your comments.
World Naked Bike Rail London 2011
This posting is for Martin. He gave us the inspiration of using ice. Martin, we hope this brings back memories for you! I had a lot of joy taking the shots. The ice vanished quickly, because I was very excited about the fresh sensation and the thought of being caught on film. As always, creative requests are welcomed. We have also published a set on voy-zone. We hope you love the pictures! Bijoux P.S. A quick note: We desired everyone to know that we too appreciate the very explicit pictures people post on voy-zone and have done so ourselves in the past. But we also appreciate the sensuous bod shots and hope that you love them as well. Rest assured, we will post explicit shots again.
*Nh Rose The Woman In The Mirror It may seem indeed odd to someone who has never sent naked pictures of themselves into naturist, but I find it immensely difficult to recognize the damsel in those photos as being 'me'. I'm not that certain and I don't like people looking at me - in fact I am truly rather shy! But as we were choosing the pictures for this contri I heard a song on the radio that had some lyrics that seemed exceptionally suitable to this train of thought O.. "There's a damsel who stands in the mirror She looks for the story in her eyes She ensues the kinks of her bod Wearing nothing but a naked disguise" The concept of nakedness as a disguise is actually fairly bizarre, but when I think about it, it indeed is true. It is as if my nakedness is a disguise from the person I am as a wifey or a mom, a neighbor or a colleague at work, or even me. (Which hopefully means that no-one recognizes Rose in any of these other guises - this is something that they 'know' I just wouldn't do!.) For more than six years now I have been thinking about this dichotomy and attempting to make sense of this concept I have of Me vs Rose. In the back of my mind I could vaguely reminisce another song about a dame in the mirror, and thru the wonders of Google I found these words O.
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