Stephen Shearer: 619 books

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

The sun is shining brightly, the heat is high, the sweat delicately threads a trail between her breasts. She must cool off. Slowly she slides into the cool, blue depths of the pool. She invites me to join her in this aqueous world where gravity disappears and temperatures drop. Watch her muscles flex...

Welcome to Tattooed Women. I have 100 photos from around the world and around the net showing some of the wildest and most wonderful and wackiest female tattoos seen somewhere in the world by somebody and caught by the eye of the camera. There is something for everyone in this volume from the “awwwwww”...

My Lady’s house is her nest. Her inner sanctum is her bedroom. Her public area is her Living Room. Here she welcomes and entertains her friends and guests. You are now privileged to be one of those allowed to enter her domain. Enjoy her hospitality, share the conversation, watch as she effortlessly...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

This is where we receive our first nourishment in life. This is where we learned love and caring. This is where we found that someone wanted us. Later in life, this is where we found desire. This is where our first fumbling attempts at intimacy occurred. We feed at these fountains all of our...

This is where we receive our first nourishment in life. This is where we learned love and caring. This is where we found that someone wanted us. Later in life, this is where we found desire. This is where our first fumbling attempts at intimacy occurred. We feed at these fountains all of our...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

This is where we receive our first nourishment in life. This is where we learned love and caring. This is where we found that someone wanted us. Later in life, this is where we found desire. This is where our first fumbling attempts at intimacy occurred. We feed at these fountains all of our lives...

She stands in profile, unaware that I watch her. Her belly swells with life. Her breasts are full of milk. See her secret little smile. The light softly falls upon every lovely curve. Her hand lightly caresses herself. Does she know that a naked, healthy, beautiful, pregnant woman is perhaps the most...

She stands in profile, unaware that I watch her. Her belly swells with life. Her breasts are full of milk. See her secret little smile. The light softly falls upon every lovely curve. Her hand lightly caresses herself. Does she know that a naked, healthy, beautiful, pregnant woman is perhaps the most...

She teases me. Oh Wicked Wench, you tease me most delicately, yet most powerfully. You draw my eyes, you reach for my touch yet nimbly step aside as my fingers graze your warm skin. Your smile invites me, your eyes glow with amusement, your breath gently skims across me. I ache for...

She teases me. Oh Wicked Wench, you tease me most delicately, yet most powerfully. You draw my eyes, you reach for my touch yet nimbly step aside as my fingers graze your warm skin. Your smile invites me, your eyes glow with amusement, your breath gently skims across me. I ache for...