Posts Tagged ‘bare feet’
Nudie Pic of the Day: Bending Over
Naked, bending over to paint tea tree nail saver on my toenails:

Bending over, brushing clear glossy stuff on my toenails.
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I want to be like brave sunshine in winter, but every day I do something to fuck everything up and wreck stuff. I don’t want to be scary patches of black ice in people’s lives.
Need to melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt melt . . .
Today is solstice. A good time to start, but a long way to go.
Nudie Pic of the Day

Shot before bed on the eve of Fall Back.
Summer Pics
My summer pictures this year are very Western-Washington-”summer” pics . . . meaning not TOO sunny. Here are a few teaser pics from the Beach Stripes gallery I already posted for members and a set I’m still editing shot at the new place:
There are some awesome cameltoe (and regular toe) pics in this gallery plus shots of my cleavage and erect nipples under my thin sweater.
Does it go without saying that there are shots of my hairy pussy? Yes? Well, I also wore a thong which is pretty unusual for me, making for some sweet shots with it barely covering my asshole.
Okay, I’m in love with this set of pictures (and look a WEE bit slenderer after all the exercise I got during our move):
This morning I had a spycam set up out here while I enjoyed my breakfast tea.
Yes, it’s another gallery featuring a long “Mommy” nightgown like this one – I love being all naked and breezy under YARDS of soft cotton fabric (read more about my mommy/nightgown pseudo-fetish HERE).
Anyway, I’ve got a show scheduled today at 4 pacific (7 eastern) and before that, Delia and I are doing members-only chat at 2 pacific (5 eastern) so hope to see you there! I’ll also work on getting this gallery polished up and ready for you to enjoy the entire striptease-and-reveal. There are 224 pictures in it so far so I should pare that down a bit.
Which picture is YOUR favorite?
Cutie Pie Porn! (PICS)
You probably can’t tell since I haven’t posted anything new here, but I’m pretty happy and relieved that this blog, my members-only blog, and almost all of our other data/content has been recovered. Personally? Almost a month after the hard drive failure that took our sites offline on November 14th I am nowhere near feeling recovered or performing up to snuff (and I don’t think “making up for lost time” is even an attainable goal), but on the jolly side of life, YOU CAN STILL ENJOY OUR SWEET, SWEET PORN!!
In case you need reminding (or just missed me so much that you need visuals to imagine giving me welcome-back hugs and snuggles), here are some previews of what I’ve posted inside my members-only area lately:
You might have already seen this on my temporary blog, but I think it’s worth a million reposts:
From an archived webcam show I very much enjoyed doing (and narcissistically watching):
One of the coolest parts was how my butt and hairy bush looked through the stretched-out mesh of my black semi-see-through support slip:
Some hot and sloppy/natural pics of me in the cabin wearing sweats and my old blogger hoody:
From a set of outdoor nudie pics before the cold weather REALLY set in (and it did, with an icy vengeance):
From a couple of very hot videos I posted in September and October:
Wearing some unusual (& very kinky if you like little piggies the way I do) socks:
I hope this little collection assures you I’m still active online and committed to providing stimulating bits of this and that. It may be awhile before I can blog the way I want to; I’ve got to focus on giving our members their money’s worth (and on GETTING more members)! I *do* have an exciting post for you about pooping and running out of toilet paper, but I’m holding it back so you have something to look forward to.
Shiny, shiny MOIST ‘n shiny brown lure, bobbing on and beneath the surface of the water. Did you miss me?
See Me at Seattle Foot Night!
On Thursday evening, April 1st I’m going to be at Seattle Foot Night if any of you locals want to spend quality time with my feet:
These pictures are from my St. Patrick’s Day/birthday gallery in my members-only area (you can see some more previews here):
I hope it’s not too late to entice you into meeting me and my feet; I know there’s still room to register for the party so if you can make it please do! I’d hoped to FINALLY get up our website with information on how to get private time with us before this so I could schedule one-on-one time with folks the next day, but alas . . . didn’t quite get there. Foot night is a non-nude, foot-worship only event so you won’t be seeing anything like the upper half of this picture, so stare hard while you can:
When we eventually do get around to doing private sessions with people, it will be easier for people to get time with me (and/or Delia) if we’ve already met at an event like this.
If you *are* going to Foot Night and you know you want to spend time with me there, let me know if there’s something special I can bring (pantyhose, stockings, boots, shoes of certain styles, colors, etc.). I’m not going to bring a whole closet-load of fetishwear, but I’d like to fulfill as many requests as I can especially if they have to do with kicking dudes in the balls! JUST KIDDING . . . I will probably refer all CBT types to other women there who know how to do those delicate kinds of things properly/safely
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Note: I’ve got a few more free foot pics here conveniently arrayed on one page.
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Note: I know it’s been WEEKS since I blogged and I hate that my most recent post sounded so gloomy and was just left up there for way too long, raining on my indie porn parade. There’s so much other stuff going on, both good and bad in both mild and major ways. It’s hard to keep up with all of it and portray life with any kind of accuracy.
The best news is that after about a month of not having a single uninterrupted full night of sleep, Delia finally moved our dog’s bed OUT of our bedroom and every night has been putting up a little big barricade (huge vintage guitar amp and a big cardboard box) so she can’t come traipsing down the hall and pushing against our door to be let in.
There has been no crying and she hasn’t given us any depressing sad glares of accusation like we’re traitors. In fact, I think she’s as grateful for the change as we are. She can pace around all night if she wants, eat food, drink water . . . whatever. By the time morning comes she’s exhausted herself and sleeps all day.
I’m just IMMENSELY grateful to be able to sleep through the night once again. It was a really good reminder to be extremely thankful that we never wound up pregnant.







































