I promise to have a newsletter out by tomorrow night. I’m so tired! Until then see if you can go to the website I’m doing the video chat’s on. Follow this link and let me know if it works. If any of you guys are from the chat room earlier today please supply a correct link to my profile in the comments if this doesn’t work. If it does make sure you book mark it and come and see me next week!

Just a tad. I had another photoshoot on Tuesday. It was for underwater bathtub girls.com. But most of the time was spent trying to get my webcam to work on my G3 laptop. Turns out the program is not intended for macs and I had to find a PC. I called my friend Julie Fab and I’m going to rent her place for a while. It sucks that I have to pay her money but oh well. I can’t think of what else to do. I need to get my own apartment and now a pc laptop.

I did a little bit yesterday on the webcam and ended up making 60 bucks and having three orgasms. Not bad but not great either. The orgasm’s were fun but the money wasn’t. It was hard work but they can hear me and it’s much better than having to type everything while masturbating.

Until I have more time…Oh and I’m working on this too…

Most of you know I worked Saturday on a S&M shoot for a man who runs a few dominatrix sites. I wrote a detailed newsletter about it and those of you who are subscribed should have received it. If you subscribed and are not getting the newsletter every week please email me. A few haven’t been getting it and I’m not sure what happened. If I get returned mail I do make a couple more attempts to re-email and then delete it from the list. Sometimes the pictures are too big to email. I encourage to open up a gmail account. It is the only email system that I have seen to successfully deliver large quantities of attachments. If you want one email me and I’ll invite you to gmail. You have to be invited which is weird but whatever.

I arrived on Saturday morning at around 10am. Steve, the website owner, greeted me at the back door. It was a cool rainy day Saturday. He led me to the basement of the house owned by his assistant Jacqui. The basement had four sections, three were dungeon rooms and the forth was a laundry room, with a sink and refrigerator.

Steve contacted me in late April and was impressed with my porn experience. He said on the phone the day he called me that he wanted to go to bed after we got off the phone because I was a dream come true and he didn’t want anything to ruin the day. It was 11am. I was very flattered.

It didn’t seem to matter that I didn’t have a lot of experience as a Dominatrix. Steve told me he would feed me lines and show me how to use the equipment. He did some checking and a few weeks later he had scheduled me for the 23rd of June. It was a long time away but I needed to drop a bit of weight and psych myself out. I knew that I would be fucking on camera and having only done it once before, for myself and site, was a little daunting and I wasn’t sure how I would react.

Living at home with my parents is very difficult because they know that I write for pornography but I have to keep the pictures and videos a secret. I am extremely stressed out and my parents ask questions and get upset when they don’t hear what they want to hear. My mother will probably not try to find out any more than what I tell her. But my father may investigate further and stumble upon a picture. All this stress has worn me out and physically affected me by producing acne. I ordered some medicine and am trying to wear very little makeup and washing my face constantly. Unfortunately I had a particularly bad flare up right before Saturday. I was never-the-less very upset and wondered how this would affect the shoot.

Steve didn’t say anything about my face. I took off all my clothes immediately so that the lines from my underwear would disappear. He had Jacqui try a black, lace-up corset on me first. It went with a black garter and stockings. It looked like the corset was made specifically for me. My boobs sat proudly on top of the black satin piping pouring over the lace and brocade pattern. I have to buy one or make one for myself. It looked amazing.

Jacqui applied slutty makeup and I put the platform heels on and practiced walking around with the whip. Tasha the Cum Slut arrived and as he got undressed and put a chastity device on Steve took some footage of me inserting a dildo and telling the audience that my slave has had a chastity device on all week and has not been able to get hard. If that were true, I can’t imagine what that man would have done to me with the way I looked. Tasha’s legs were shackled into a spreader bar and his hands were cuffed behind his back. I began working on him by smacking him a bunch of times with the whip and placing nipple clamps on him. The clamps were the same kind as the ones I used a few weeks ago with Javier. I couldn’t have those on for more than a few seconds! This guy kept his on for hours. The scene consisted of me smacking him, spitting in his mouth, abusing his cock , calling him names, smothering him by sitting on his face and shoving my tits on his face. I couldn’t have sex with him because he wasn’t hard. It was a bit frustrating. I wasn’t really being as dominant or inflicting as much pain as I could. He really was a submissive. He also wore a mask.

The next scene I wore a white latex nurses dress and white stockings attached to a white garter. It was really hot in that basement. I was dripping sweat. All the squatting I had to do in the last scene had taken it’s toll on my legs. They had begun to shake. Squats were part of face sitting and I was very nervous to sit on his face and apply all my weight. I will next time. In fact there are many things I will do differently next time.

Right before the next scene, Tasha told me that I tasted very good. It made me smile and forget about my legs and slight disgust of what I was doing. Spitting in someone’s mouth was gross to me. I don’t know how they could do that! I would throw up. I just blocked it from my mind and did it without thinking. I liked Tasha now and it was that much more difficult to inflict pain onto him.

As the nurse I had to whip Tasha while he was lying on a (bench). I did this for a few minutes then I was instructed to take off my dress and strap a dildo on. I held the dildo strapped to my crotch and rubbed like I was jerking myself off. Steve took a few stills and then turned the video camera and instructed me to fuck him. I lubed it up and lubed his ass. I slid it in really slowly. I think he made some noise but I shut him up by telling him to be quite “you !@#$%^&!” Steve then told me to pull it out really slowly and then slam it in. Doing that was very uncomfortable but I did it.

After the strap on I was instructed to lock him to a chain coming from the ceiling. I was supposed to whip him for a bit, abuse his cock and then make him fuck me from behind. I did all three. The abusing the cock part was fun and made him really hard. Steve told me I had a very talented tongue and that I should be careful because we didn’t want him to blow. It was too late at this point. He was ready and about 2 minutes after he entered me he came into the condom which I promptly took off and made him eat the contents.

I was so sweaty that my hair was wet! I took everything off and took a little sponge bath and washed my face. It was finally finished—the first part!

More on my session with Manhole soon!

I don’t have any pictures from this shoot yet and I’m not sure if I will. I am posting an old picture that I’m sure you will enjoy.

Some fuck just used my credit card number to rent a car in Virginia! A very nice car!!! I just fucking got paid! Half the fucking money is gone! I called the fucking bank and have to fucking wait until tomorrow to get them to investigate the fucking charge then it will be another fucking 72 hours before it is back in my fucking account! Meanwhile I had to cancel my card and have to get a temporary ATM card tomorrow. What a day! I feel like throwing up!

I know a lot of you are wondering how yesterday went. I will be writing about it as soon as I calm down from this. Also, people who subscribe will get more info.

Wish me luck. And yeah I know I’m moving up in the porn world but that doesn’t mean I don’t need donations any more. They would be very much appreciated. Also, just because I’m doing other peoples movies doesn’t mean that mine isn’t the best. Buy yours today!

So much stuff has been happening and I finally have a minute to update the blog. Mosquitoes are terrorizing me too! There are none in the city, I wish I was there. Soon, very soon!

I have been getting returned emails from some of you for the newsletter. I sent it again shrinking the photo but it only delivered three more of the 11 that were returned. If you are one of eight who did not get a news letter email me at alixxx13@gmail.com and let me know if there is another email I can send it to.

It’s almost 2am and I have a shoot tomorrow. I need to get to bed. Wish me luck and have a great weekend!

I was in traffic this morning. The right lane was ending and we were at a slow crawl. I don’t know why but I decided that I would go all the way up to the top of the merge and sneak in. It was an asshole move. But some guy in a volvo had taken it upon himself to regulate traffic and block all cars from moving past him in the right lane. I’ve done that too but not that much. I find it rude and annoying to be the one to decide when people merge. So I drove up and he quickly moved in front of me and blocked the lane waving his fist at me. This infuriated me and I swerved around him onto the shoulder and passed him up. I pissed off the whole line and cars were trying not to let me in. A mini van was trying desperately not to let me go in front of it. I have no fear in traffic and don’t care who I piss off. It sucks, that’s the bottom line and if you don’t let me in I will allow you to hit me I’ll worry about the insurance later. Most likely the minivan would have had to pay me. I had Stabbing Westward blasting on my stereo and I’m pretty sure everyone could hear the offensive music. When we merged on to Lake Cook Road, cars tried to get on the side of me I’m sure to wave the bird in my direction and mouth obscenities, but I’m very fast and very good and each time someone got close I cut them off. I play a good game. I’m fast and drive offensively. I didn’t have to be anywhere in a hurry I just felt like being a total fucker and piss people off. Knowing that people were bright red in their cars banging on their steering wheels cursing me and maybe even calling the cops makes me really wet. Its a power trip. I am the reason for road rage and it feels good!

Ron Jeremy came to Chicago in March. He called me and asked me to drive him to Ft Wayne Indiana. He had a gig at a strip club, some of you may remember. I drove him there in my parents PT cruiser. He flew home from Indianapolis which was 3 hours from Ft Wayne. We had very little time to get there on Saturday morning. I remember him being on the phone with the airlines and Travelocity all morning yelling at them. I like men yelling in thick Brooklyn accents. He asked me if he could drive. I thought I was going to die the whole way there. It was good because I got more interviewing time with him but he drove like a maniac! We got to Indianapolis in less than 2 hours. I was alive and safe. It was amazing.

I have always wanted to drive a race car. I’m assuming the experience with Ron was very similar to being in the passenger seat of a race car.

Ahh the shower. Not the best picture of my face but wow the dripping water on my tits is hot!

I’ve been almost too busy to write a post. So I’m going to write this one really fast.

I got an email from Lloyd Kaufman asking me to call him about Flashback. I did and he is doing great. He was very happy to hear from me and is looking forward to me coming to New York in August. Flashback is a big horror convention in Chicago that will be on July 20-22. I will be working the Troma table. I am pretty honored to be asked by Lloyd himself so I’m going. If you would like to see me there get your tickets now. Freddy Kruger is going to be there so it’s gonna be packed. The Nightmare on Elm Street series was my favorite growing and I remember seeing the 3D one in the theater on the night it premiered along with the rest of Mundelein, Illinois! I will be at Flashback signing photos and I should have some video’s too.

I also secured a date with Rachel Kramer Bussel. I need to get her to sign my books. I also want to thank her for her advice on BDSM. I emailed her the other day telling her that I was reading her book to prepare and she gave me some advice. I’m excited about meeting her. I would like to contribute to one of her books in the future. She does pose nude so maybe I can get a topless picture with her. The EP likes her too and he is tagging along with the cool kids to meet her.

I am planning on doing some web cam performing in the near future so make sure you are financially secure enough to see me. It won’t be through this site but I will tell you about it. I thought about doing it through here but I do not have the money nor the technological knowledge. So some other company will be taking care of it.

Last night at 1:30 am I watched Mystic River and didn’t even know it. I was wide awake, excited about conversations from earlier. Funny how sometimes you just get all riled up in a good way after talking on the phone. (My job is to pump ego’s I guess.) Anyway, the movie comes on and it kept me the whole time. It came on during a storm and the Satellite conked out when they showed the title. I’m so out of touch that I didn’t realize what it was. I thought Mystic River was about a river. I couldn’t get out of the chair. I had to know what was going to happen next. Clint Eastwood is good that way. Sean Penn. Kevin Bacon, Tim Robbins, Marsha Gay Harden and Laura Linney were amazing. At the end when Laura Linney gives Sean Penn that little speech, I believed she was turned on by her husband’s murderous revenge. She’s good. And Sean Penn is probably the one actor that I can’t get enough of. I just hate that he dumped Madonna. How did that happen? Forget I asked it seems almost impossible that Guy Richie is still at her side.

I didn’t go to the city today as I told people I would. I had to stay home and take care of my parents as odd as that sounds. Tomorrow is the day and I’m taking my bike and getting some exercise.

For all of you emailing and wanting to know how the S&M shoot went, it’s not until this Saturday. I have a calendar, I don’t use it all the time, actually nothing is on there except the shoot. I will have a full report up on Monday.

Phew, I’m spent now! I found my vibrator. Not the super vibrator that has 13 speeds and attachments, the vibrator that I use in the video. I found it the other day and I hid it in between the mattress and the box spring and the cleaning ladies found it because it was in a different place. Ha! I used it today instead of the shower. I came for about 5 minutes. It’s been so long since I’ve had something that goes 30mpr touching my clit that I just kept cumming. I’d put it on my clit and explode and when it subsided I’d push it into my cunt and explode. I did that for about five minutes and fell off the bed when I was done. I laid there for maybe 15 minutes before my pussy lips stopped throbbing and my legs felt like they could walk again. What did I think about? Being a mermaid….

I was watching John From Cincinnati and it ended on a TV and the Radio song. I don’t know the names of the songs but they are the best. I creamed my pants when it came on. I need to listen to more music.

My sister and I cooked brunch for our Dad today. He spend the day sleeping and watching the food network. To me it was a successful father’s day for him. He loves to eat, sleep and watch food on TV. My mother and I went to the Cemetery to visit her parents, my grandparent’s grave.

I was adopted by my father when I was 6. My biological father left when I was three. I don’t remember him. My mother rarely talks about him and the information I get is from my uncle. He was a drug addict and a philanderer. My parents were separated before I was born.

In those five years I remember things very well except my father, of course. Considering most people can’t remember that far back I had reasons to remember. My grandfather was the only father figure I had in those years and being a grandfather he spoiled me rotten. It was good very good. We were pretty much inseparable and my mother and grandmother were very jealous. He was the only thing I thought about. I wanted to be with him night and day. I can still remember his voice with the Boston accent singing:

Alix is a friend of mine, she resembles Frankenstein, Ba da da da boom dee–a! Ba da da da boom dee–A!

I would giggle and giggle all day long, on his knee while he sang that song. I think that was the only verse.

When my mother got re-married I wasn’t too happy with my new dad. But my grandfather said he was OK so I suppose I could accept him and let him be with my mommy. I still spent time with my grandparents. And I was forever at my grandfather’s side.

My mom got pregnant with my sister when I was six and I was really excited. So was the whole family. Everyday after school I would go to a sitters house with two other kids, Angie and Jacob. We all lived in the same housing complex. My sitter’s name was Debbie. She was short and her husband was really tall. They just had a baby. Debbie her husband and their baby were naked people. They believed that being naked was good and that everyone should be naked all the time. She would get naked as soon as her husband got home whether we were still there or not. Her husband was very tall and would take all his clothes off too. I remember thinking I couldn’t even reach his dick if I tried. The three of them would just stand there and be naked. It was very weird. This prompted me and Angie to corner Jacob in the bathroom and pull our pants down for him. He was supposed to do with same but instead turned around and showed us his butt and ran. We chased him down and took care of seeing his boy thing.

One afternoon I was playing with Angie and Jacob and having a good time. Debbie had her clothes on and called me into the house. She told me I had to go home that my mom just called. I asked her why and she said, “I don’t know, I think your grandfather is dead or something.”

Immediately I started balling. I remember her looking at me and trying to make up for her major fuck up by saying maybe she heard my mother wrong. My grandparents were in Hawaii. I thought she may be right and jumped on my bike and rode the two blocks to my house. It seemed like a very long bike ride. I cried all the way home hoping that stupid naked cow was wrong. When I ran into the house everyone was there and my mother saw that I had been crying. She immediately wrapped me in her arms and let me cry.

I lost my father that day. He was everything to me. I don’t think I had anyone in my life that I loved more than him. Even though I was very young I still cry remembering that day. I can still hear his voice in my head and see his face. I remember what he smelled like, my pappy. I wished my sister could have met him but I probably wouldn’t have let her near him.

I never went back to Debbie. I told my mom that she went to the bathroom with the door open and she and her husband would get naked every night. So Debbie lost all her clients. Bitch deserved it. I think I was too young for that kind of treatment. She was the reason for the worst day of my life. It was the first of many bad days but one I can remember like it was yesterday.

My grandmother took his place. She was an amazing woman and died too young just as he did. He was 56 and she was 71. I’m sad yeah, but I did something good today and somehow feel close to him again.

This is from the new gallery that should be up soon. Enjoy.

And if you can find it in your pocket, please buy my video and make a donation. I need some money so I can go to New York and get naked on video. You want me to don’t you?

I went to the city today and saw the movie Crazy Love. It was really good and if you want to see one really fucked up love story go see this one. It’s about this man who falls in love with this woman. She leaves him because he’s married and he goes nuts, stalks her, has her beaten and then blinds her. She was very beautiful and he hired some man to throw acid in her face. It disfigures her and she goes blind. He goes to jail for 17 years. Meanwhile she’s all alone and never marries. After he gets out of prison he writes her, calls her and ends up winning her back and marrying her. Wait..years later, he also cheats on her and his mistress says that he threatened her life. They stayed married. It’s so very crazy!

In a weird way I understand why she went back to him. He had money so she was financially secure and she believes he did all this stuff to her out of love. I don’t agree with her but they seemed very happy. It is ironic that this very adorable old man was such an evil person. And the woman looks like she’d be the evil one. If I saw them on the street I would feel sorry for him. See how deceiving looks can be?

He said one thing in the beginning which was very sweet. It was before they had revealed what he had done to her. He said that whenever he saw her he was happy. She made all his troubles go away just by being as beautiful as she was. He said it better and as a writer you would think I could write it more eloquently. I have not felt that for many people. Maybe I haven’t ever felt that. The closest I can get is after the movie on my way home I talked to someone on the phone and even though we didn’t really talk about sex my thong was drenched with cum when I got home. Maybe it was the fact that he called or maybe it was just hearing his voice. Probably both. I don’t know but I was thoroughly turned on. Thank you….

And I recommend the movie.

I admit, I’ve been dragging my feet. I have a webcam but haven’t hooked it up yet. That means I can do stuff…naked stuff on camera and post it. I need to know how though. I’m only going to be able to do it weekly when no one is home.

Hey I’m going to Chicago tomorrow. I need something to do.

And finally for the weekend…

Click here if you don’t want your girlfriend or wife to find out about us.

And sometimes it works when I post a video but other times I just don’t know what to do!

So pretty! It’s on my mind.

How many of you like the idea of sucking on a womans crotch through her cum soaked underwear? I’ve been reading She’s On Top to prepare for my S&M gig and lots of these dom’s make their subs suck on their drenched panties. Hot? I think so. I want to do that too. That would be nice in the morning before work. Having wet panties all day would make going home that much sweeter–if I had a sub waiting for me naked on his hands and knees.

If you have been reading my posts lately you will notice I tend to like to be dominated in bed. I want to be on the bottom a lot getting fucked hard from my man on top. Or I want to get pounded from behind. It’s no secret and most of my lovers know I want them to take control and whip me around like a doll–gently though, there is a line you can cross where it gets very hateful. I’ve been underneath men who have crossed that line and I don’t like it.

A few months ago I figured out one of my fans was prone to being dominate. I talked to him daily and noticed that he would ask me to do things while I was at work like touch myself at my desk or go into the bathroom and finger my pussy. I didn’t always do what he wanted and I think he just figured I wasn’t into it. Funny, but I didn’t realize he was trying anything until later. Had I known I may have agreed to do more of what he asked. But there is also a line I wont cross. Anything that compromises my independence or makes me worry about the consequences I wont do. I’ve read stories about doms who make their subs leave work or some obligating activity and come serve them. It would jeopardize my job or piss who ever I’m with off if I just left. Being a sub is not that important to me. But I am interested in what makes a sub do those things. How their mind works. I think the only way to find out would be to put myself in the position of taking orders and living in fear and servitude to someone else. That means, I will never find out. No one controls me but me.

I was thinking about you last night while I lay in my bed and pushed my pelvis into the mattress. The blood rushed to my groin as I thought about your voice. In the dark I closed my eyes and had your picture in my mind. I want to feel my lips against yours, your breath on my neck. My hand traveled down and cupped my breast through the silky satin of my nightgown. I caressed my nipple as I though about your picture imagining your hand doing what mine was doing. I pulled up my gown revealing my naked tits to no one but the dark and you in my mind. Wetting my finger with my mouth I traced the circle of my areola. I touched the top of my nipple lightly and circled my finger. My nipple cold and wet became hard sending messages to my cunt. I tried to imagine having your mouth around my nipple sucking and flicking it with your tongue. Would I watch the top of your dark head and kiss it smelling you? Or would I close my eyes and sigh running my fingers through your hair and down your neck? My clit was throbbing as I thought this wanting you so bad. I wet the fingers of the other hand and flicked my neglected nipple. Pinching it made my crotch tremble pulsing wanting my hands and fingers to attend to it. Both hands on my nipples and my eyes closed imagining you on top of me licking me. My right hand went down cupping my mound over my panties. They were hot and wet from my thinking of you for most of the day. Earlier I had stared at the television not knowing what was on because my mind was far away with you, going over your words, imagining your picture, thinking of what I want you to do to me. I sat like that for hours while the TV went along changing programs, airing commercials until suddenly I was aware of the wetness between my legs and I went up to bed.
I touched the tip of my clit with my middle finger. A pulse went through my body sending currents up and down my spine. It was so soft and full every touch sent me closer to extacy. For this I think of how long I will suck your cock. How long I will hold it in my mouth and run my tongue along the underside and down to your sac so I can take it into my mouth. I wonder what you’ll taste like, or how much I’ll be able to get your penis into my mouth. My pussy is wet and I found myself vigorously swirling my fingers around my lips and clit. It slides easily in my juices. I taste myself and the scent sends me higher. Sucking your cock would make me dizzy and drippy. I can’t wait to hold it in my hand feel it hard and hot throbbing against my touch. I can’t wait to taste your cum to have it mixed with mine.
I pull my panties off and kick them to the floor. I turn myself over so I am on my belly. With my face buried into my pillow I move my arms under me and bend my knees so my ass is in the air and my pussy is open and ready for me and the fantasy of you. With both hands I rub my clit and finger my cunt. If you were behind me you could lick my pussy and ass. I want your mouth on my cunt so much and I let out a moan muffled by my pillow. You would grab my ass and spread my cheeks then flick my ass with your tongue. Move down to my clit and suck on it like a straw. I need you to suck on me hard, I want to explode for you. Stick your fingers in me and massage my juices out. Make me good and wet so you can enter me. On your knees put the tip of your cock to my cunt and stick it in just a little, pull it out, stick it in a little more, then pull it out, I’ll be begging you to shove it in but go slow tease me to make me cum more. Slide it in slowly half way and leave it there while you reach around and touch my clit. I gasp as I imagine this swirling my fingers in a circle. Three are on my clit and three are in my pussy. But it would be much better if your three fingers were on my clit and your dick was halfway into my cunt. Once you get to my clit I’ll push back and take you all in. It will pop because I’m tight. I promise you will never feel anything this good without me. Now you can grab my hips and pound into me hard and fast. Reach over and grab my arms and pull me up so my back is against your chest and you can fell my breasts and kiss my neck while we grind together. Push me back down, grab my hair and pull. This will make me cum, this will make me scream, this will make me gush my hot sex onto your cock.
Pull out and turn me over. Spread my legs wide and stick your cock in me again. Go slow and kiss me, go slow and stare into my eyes, go slow and stick your tongue in my mouth. My breathing is getting fast and shudders are racking my body I’m going to cum soon, alone in the dark thinking of you. I want you to kneel and sit up so you can watch me cum with every stroke. Watch me arch my back. Watch me squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples. Watch me reach for you feeling your chest. Watch me cum, my eyes closing my face turning red, my neck stretching while I arch my back, my mouth opening wide to let out moans of pleasure. Hold my hips and pound into me hard, fast, faster, harder. I want you hot and sweaty. I want your sweat to drip on my chest. I want you to cry out my name. I want you to grab my hands and squeeze. I want you to make me scream. When you are there I want you to cum all over my breasts. Spray my face and chin I want your cum in my mouth. I’ll rub it in smearing your sex into my skin.
Lay down on top of me so we can feel our heart beats through our chests. I’ll wrap my arms around you and won’t let go.
The throbbing of my clit slows. My breathing returns to normal. My hands and legs were shaking. I squeezed my thighs together to get the last of my orgasm out. I let out a sigh as I felt the contractions of my vagina subside. I pulled up my hands and breathed in the smell of my orgasm then wiped my eyes and rolled over to sleep.
Time can’t go fast enough. I want you now.

I went to the city today and cleaned the EP’s house. I was hot both from the weather and from my last post. When I’m horny, I’m horny! No doubt about it. I had to clean the house in my underwear. The EP wasn’t home unfortunately for him. It was too hot to clean in jeans and a tank top.

I had dinner with Peter and Mark and Peter mentioned a very thoughtful observance he had about the previous post. He liked how I said I want it to hurt to remember. I elaborated that I often liked it when my cunt ached from sex. I used to ask my partner to fuck me hard or to bite my nipples so I could feel it throughout the day. I’m not into pain but I like to think about a nice round of sex during my day. It’s like I have a secret that no one knows, a naughty secret.  The same goes for when I don’t wash after my lover ejaculates on my breasts or my back. At different times of the day I would feel the spot the cum was rubbed into my skin and remember how it got there. I would stare at my co-workers and wonder what they would do or how they would react if they knew there was cum on my ass or in my hair. It’s a reminder of the great amount of pleasure I was experiencing earlier. I don’t think I’m going to want to get out of bed during the particular visit I’m referring to in the post. When I have to I certainly hope it’s a bit painful to walk.