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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...

Sun, sea and surf! Welcome to My Lady’s Natural Playground. Here she can let the wind blow through her hair, the sand dribble between her toes and the cool salt water wash around her sweaty body. Here she can be herself, no pretense, no hidden emotions, no acting. She allows us to watch her frolic...

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...

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”...

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...

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 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...

We arrogant males often times forget that we are only half of the sexual equation. While we are far more visually stimulated than our lovely lady friends, the ladies have their desires to see as well. Presented here are 100 versions of the “Rod of Power”, the “Handle on the Whip”,...

We arrogant males often times forget that we are only half of the sexual equation. While we are far more visually stimulated than our lovely lady friends, the ladies have their desires to see as well. Presented here are 100 versions of the “Rod of Power”, the “Handle on the Whip”,...

She will not let me see her face. She will not let anyone see her face. She must protect and conceal her identity because there are people who would defame her for being proud of the body she has, defame her for sharing this vision with us. We admire her and delight in her self confidence. She is...

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...