“A nude woman was sitting on the edge of a desk next to a globe of the world. The suggested onanism with the piece of chalk intrigued Ignatius. Her face was hidden behind a large book.”

From Dao to Dow.😱 (f)

Just another morning publicly broadcasting my Nude Photos on Reddit. (F)

Take my hand, push me back, and reverberate me through the walls.

“And my heart opened like a flower under sky, its petals of desire, its stamens of dreams…”

Some pieces are timeless….

“Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night.” (F)

🎶I need a woman ‘bout twice my age A lady of nobility, gentility and rage A splendour in the dark, lightning on the draw🎶I’m convinced there’s a Dead lyric (f)or everything. 😁

🎶What were you wanting? What was it you wanted? I just wanna say I just wanna say Don’t ever change🎶 (f)

piper at the gates of dawn (f)

That (f)eeling you get when you find out you can rebook your cancelled 2020 vacation. (Click imgur for music)

Untamed

Motion in a still. (F)

“Sheela-na-gig, you exhibitionist.’”

I take my fun very seriously.

I call this (f)lashing.

Clasping for beauty

What shall it be? (F)

Dear Ignatius, I don’t want to offend your valve; but, are you in interested in a tribute? Kisses, the Minx 💋

I was hoping for sexy liaisons with opera singers and embellished flirtations with violin students... but alas, this book was boring AF.

“Sex is what you think you want until you taste sensuality. Then, all of a sudden, you want more.” Lebo Grand

...the ripening of grapes on the vine, the soft lull of bees, the scent of roses in bloom, a hard book in my hand, and the warm sun on my breasts... reading in the garden is a sensual feast.

Unfold my petals and watch me bloom...

Sipping an old-fashioned, I think I could sing, i(f) you summon the passion, of a Barbarian King