Recent Blog: BARE FOOT MANIACS - BAREFOOTMANIACS hooked the panties and slowly pulled them down. Letting the elastic snap against the back of her thighs, as it flipped past her generous spheres. She bent over and lifted one foot, then the other, sending the flimsy item sailing gracefully through the air into a hamper as she rose. Massaging the panty marks encircling her body, returned that slightly annoyed expression. One hand then found her derriere stroking it while admiring its perfection in the mirror. She smiled with satisfaction and then moved both hands to her breasts, palming and squeezing them creating two pointed peaks. There was a momentary frown on her high forehead and a hint of disappointment in her eyes, probably a flash back to her teens, before time and good genes filled them and her curvaceous figure to perfection.
Facing the mirror again she scrutinize her entire body. Rising on her toes, she turned one way and then the other. Then facing the mirror squarely again on her heals, she ran four fingers through the curls of her pubic mound, probably wondering if she should shave it again. She shook her head as if she'd read my mind and back on her toes turned around looking over her shoulder, stroking her hips and cheeks.
