Squishy Boobday

People do the oddest things when they are restless, alone or lost in thought. Some nibble on their fingernails, twirl their hair, doodle on a scrap of paper. I touch my boobs. They are really soft, and I’ll find myself idly petting them on top, the cleavage part occasionally exposed at the top of a v-neck […]

Spring Boobday

So, this week Boobday is running one day behind schedule. But who the hell cares as long as you get to see beautiful busts? This week Hy’s theme is Spring. Now those who live in or around New York know that Spring season has been slow to arrive. We go from beautiful 64 degree weather […]

I’m soft

Yes, I am. I have curves, ranging from the mounds of my breast to the Everest of my thighs.  It took so long, and still is, to love the softness of my body.  But, as challenging as it is, I won’t stop until I see the beauty in every centimeter of my skin.  The uniqueness […]

“Your cum is in my hair.”

Thanksgiving and the holiday rush has begun. Shopping, ordering, errands, and attending a Harvest Festival at my son’s school was on the list of things for me do this week on top of the normal stay-at-home-mother duties I have to fulfill. Notably absent from that list is sex. There are two things that inevitably happens […]

Boobs that move

I knew I wanted to do something different for this week’s Boobday. Usually, I’ll put a filter of color or something to spruce up the photo. This time, I thought, why not make em’ move? I haven’t done a gif in years, so please forgive the quality. I’ll do better next time, I promise. This […]

Fuck Yeah its Boobday!!!

I couldn’t choose between two photos, so I sent both to Hy and selfishly left the decision up to her. I guess she couldn’t pick one either because she posted them both! I would say tell me which one you prefer. But, I would rather state that I hope you enjoy both of them and […]

Caught in the net again

I’m on a ride of hormones and god damned fucking emotions! The littlest things just make me retreat into my head, and I’m reverted back to my adolescence. The boom box has been replaced with an iPod and the cup of iced tea converted into a glass of honey Whiskey, but the emotions are the […]

Do you like my nails?

Last Saturday we had a small family outing, during which we entered a beauty supply store. Whenever I go, I always choose a new bottle of nail polish, most often than not it is a color I don’t have. This time, I asked Henri to pick one because, as I whispered in his ear “I’ll […]