50 of the Hottest Women Wearing the Sexiest Sneakers
Hot women and sexy sneakers go hand in hand...or foot in foot.
Question: What's better than staring down at your crisp, new pair of Yeezys?
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Answer: Every one of those (👆) images.
Thanks to online social networking everyone at work knew it was my birthday today. By 9 a.m. I had wanted to crawl under my desk and hide. I’m not good with people, hell, I’m not good with pets. I just don’t know what to say, where to look, when to nod, or mumble something sympathetic and pat the person, or animal, on the head… this day was torture. Somewhere in the bowels of hell Satan was pointing and laughing as I dodged awkward hugs and tried to avoid eye contact while dozens of people I barely knew wished me happiness and good fortune. I feigned a heavy workload and kept my stare fixed on my glowing monitor.
A woman’s foot is the most gorgeous thing in the world. In fact, I consider it the basis of all human endeavors. Yeah, I have a kink but it doesn’t hurt anybody.
It was Saturday morning and she was alone once again. What was SO important that he had to come into work on yet another weekend? She felt desire burn deep within her, so hot that her body ached with it. Her hands ran down her chest and brushed over her already erect nipples. The fire went wild as one of her hands continued down between her legs. She was so sensitive that a mere touch made her groan. She considered her vibrator, but became quickly discouraged. She knew it would no longer do. She needed to be touched. She needed HIS touch. She hands retreated as she flopped over on the bed. It was already 9:30 in the morning, and she no desire to get out of bed. It was a glorious day outside, but the sun didn’t look as bright or inviting enough to entice to her to emerge from under the blankets. She lay there a little while and watched TV but it did little good to take her mind from the burning desire in her thighs. The phone rang, and she almost didn’t answer it, but the caller ID told her it was him calling from the office. His voice sounded tired and a bit ragged.
The guys had gone back to their normal schedule after your night with Jay. But, it's finally Friday and you had all agreed that it would be group date night. While the guys were at the agency you cleaned up around the apartment, washed the sink full of dishes from breakfast, and then started getting ready for dinner. You showered, dried your hair, and put some beach wave in your long auburn locks. Deciding to dress casually, you put on a slouchy white tee, with some dark skinny jeans and a cute lavender cardigan. You put on some makeup, and then went to Jared's room to find some accessories.
“Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.” ― Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus Sex can be as casual or as meaningful as we make it. A bit like life really. Some of us are very well capable of experiencing a whole lifetime of skimming. Barely grazing the surface of what it really means to know deep love and live our fullest potential. The surface can be as deep or as shallow as you want it to be. A bit like oral sex really. We get to choose how far we want to take our lovemaking and how much heart we want to invest in our sexuality. We get to decide who is worth risking entry into our soul, if at all. Sex may only be a means to an end for some, but for others, it can be so much more. With the right partner, our lovemaking can take us on a fervid, expressive journey like no other, and so can the simple philosophy of oral sex.
Her curly hair defied gravity as she slowly snaked around the slick, metal pole. Without a sound, her top popped off and revealed two, perky, small boobs.