“You need bruises to know blessings and I have known both.” ~ Frances Shand Kydd
And oh have I finally been blessed with a delicious man who knows how to use his mouth and his fingers and when I say I like my thighs being bitten and I get off on bruises sets about giving me exactly what I asked for, leaving bruises on top of the bruises that he gave me just a few days before.
They hurt. My thighs. When I walk I can feel them. If I squeeze them together I remember and when I press my fingers into them I rewarded with the dull ache of tender flesh protesting beneath my finger tips. I would count my blessings but they have basically all merged into one dirty mess… a bit like me really!
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So nice to hear you’re getting what you deserve! Xx
Beautiful Molly !!!
Xxx – K
Oh, I’m so happy for you!
I have said this to you already but I’m going to repeat myself here: I’m so happy for you. Your words here give me all sorts of filthy ideas and this photo… fuck. It is so fucking hot and makes me want to have rough, dirty sex. You are incredible.
Thank you lovely xx
Happiness is a bruised Molly 😀
Holy Fuck. Ok first off, that is hot.2nd, you get even hotter the more i learn about you and you and your kinky man sound scorching hot together. You actually remind me very much of many of the main characters in the (also) hot M/M romance novels my co worker has recently got me (literally) addicted to ( but not literally literally).
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Gorgeous! I just spent the weekend getting bruises all over me. I LOVE it!