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The full view.

Happy Moon Monday :)

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I stepped out of our apartment building’s front door onto the sunny sidewalk. From about 10 feet behind me, I heard Wifey.

"Psst."

I turned around. This was apparently the moment she chose to let me know what a tiny little thong she was wearing.

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The night before last, we had some naughty fun. We were out of condoms. We’d had sex twice that day and used the last of them. But she liked the idea of helping me get off, so she nestled me between her soft, warm thighs and gently squeezed over and over. It felt so good.

After a while, and a few more positions, she was laying flat on her tummy, me straddling her thighs and sliding the length of my hard dick between her bouncy butt cheeks. A little lube for comfort, and her warm buns felt so good squeezing me. As I ached, and was envisioning how I was about to cover her back in hot come, she purred to me that I could “go ahead and slide it in”. Mmmm. So close to the edge, it.was so hard to take it slow. But she didn’t need me to. She said feeling my cock sliding against her ass had her craving it and ready for it. Needing to feel me inside her. Before long i was sliding in and out, over and over, til she shook and moaned and I burst and growled.

It felt so good… and it was so naughty hearing her tell me she wanted it in her ass. So new and unexpected.

And that’s what I’m thinking about right now. That and how soft these panties of hers are, wrapped around me… and how much closer that pushes me to that now inevitable eruption of pleasure. The one she essentially told me she wanted me to enjoy by leaving those white cotton panties by the side of the bed.

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Rolled over and saw these laying next to my bed this morning. This is the view from my pillow. I think she was trying to tell me something. Like I said, it’s not a fetish, it’s just that her leaving her dirty panties so I can dirty them further is so sexy!

And waking up thinking about that turns me on so much. Mmmm I think I have some work to do…

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It’s not that I have a panty fetish. It’s that she keeps leaving them for me to use. And if they’re already dirty…

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Thank you all for your nice messgaes and stuff. They really did help an otherwise shitty day.

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I need 10 good reasons not to just let this blog expire. It’s currently causing more woe than “whoa”. I’m honestly unsure whether it’s worth keeping or whether Mr. M should just recede into the darkness.

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Up for an hour. Can’t sleep. Ended up on tumblr wondering what I could possibly do to help myself drift off. Then I remembered some photos I took after morning sex yesterday but hadn’t yet posted, and suddenly I’m feeling inspired…

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She fucked me so well before bed. A 69’d titjob… then straddling and grinding… then coming so hard on her back with her legs wide and body shaking.

Now, it’s 4 a.m., and she’s at work. But she left me her little polka-dot panties in case I happened to wake up and needed something soft to wrap around something hard. In case I wanted to get a bit naughty…

And just remembering the way she begged me to come for her earlier, I’m already aching.