Cream Pies

Guys, tell me you can't resist a good cream pie. I dare you. Not one of you deviants hates cream pies. Of course not with all kinds of random people; we have to stay healthy. But if you've been with her for a while, you both are proven clean, and you've got an effective way to keep babies at bay, it's the best way to go if she gives the OK. They're just so raw and wild and free. It's instant reaffirmation that says 'I've got a tight bond with this great lady here AND I just had the best possible ending to some great sex.'

The Moment You've All (But Especially Me) Been Waiting For

On June 5th, we tweeted "Also, 600 followers=video of us. Just saying." Two days later, we hit that target and then some. After a day of shooting, a day of editing, and a day wasted waiting for Pornhub to get their shit together and put up our video (they still haven't), here we are.

I'm not sure if Blogspot will let us keep this up on their player, but I'm tired of waiting so fuck all the rules and let's test the boundaries. I figure after the explicit erotic photos and general words, the chances are high enough to try it out.

A Little Sexty Pick-Me-Up

Jarrett and I spent our first day apart since being reunited a few weeks ago, and so far it's mildly depressing. We both have our own lives and we can definitely entertain ourselves, but it kinda brought back memories of being lengthily at long distance, and reminded me that we only have a little while longer before we go back to that.

Meh.

This is such a hard time for everyone our age. You're trying to focus on school, maintain a social life, and find a job, and balancing someone else's whole life with yours can be nearly impossible.
Uncertainty is rampant. Only the strong survive.

Luckily, I think Jarrett and I have proven that we're strong enough. We just have to see where the tide takes us and hope that we're going the same way.

ANYWAY, enough sadness. As a pick-me-up, I looked through some of the past sexts we exchanged, and thought I'd share!

Flashin' some boob in the mail room at work. Typical.

 Under the leg shot. Skills.

Confessions

You know what I fucking love? 

When Jarrett is inspired to take pictures of me. It's such a turn on and it makes me feel incredibly sexy. It's usually after we fuck, but when he whips out his iPhone to snap a picture of my ass, I could go at it all over again. I've never told him about this particular turn-on factor, so it should be a surprise when he reads this ;)

Consider yourselves the first to know.