♦ Those of you who follow me on Twitter may have already heard a little of how my New Year’s Eve ended up. Collars, nipple-sucking and rough fucking, that’s the way to bring the New Year in! It wasn’t a bad first few hours of 2012, I’ll give it that, and you’ll hopefully soon get to hear all about it properly as I hope to write it up for a blog post. Until then, here’s a little New Year’s tease for you:
Once again I have to apologise for the crappy phone-camera quality, I know I do this a bit too often, but I didn’t want to take my new, massive, fancy camera to a house party where half the people are, and I quote, “so drunk I can’t spell my own face”.
But anyway, this is me at the New Year’s Eve party I went to, taking a quick break in the bathroom to remove the absolute masses of chocolate orange cheesecake crumbs that had made their way into my corset-top. Seriously, that cake was crumbly and my cleavage was asking for trouble. Tasty though. Perhaps next time I can get someone to lick off the crumbs for me? ;)
And what’s that at the top of the picture? That’s the little rubber collar (the gem thing is blue in decent lighting) Crush put on me that he made me wear all night as I slept. That he would only take off if I was good. That I wore while we fucked in the dawn of 2012. But that’s another story… ♦
It’s the first Sinful Sunday of 2012! Click the picture below to see more sinful stuff from the sexiest start to a new year yet!