Sunday Morning Breakfast

People say you shouldn’t cook naked, so I always make sure I’m not.

Sinful Sunday
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Sunshine in a Box

My cunt glows with life, with light, with cinnamon and spice and all things toasty, warm, and delicious.

Sinful Sunday

 

One more for an extra bit of holiday spirit!

Verge

I took other photos in this shoot that were a little more sultry or filthy, but I keep coming back to this image. Not sure why, but I’m drawn to it.  Maybe it’s the fact that I know I’m not wearing knickers, and that skirt is hiked up as far as I dared.

Sinful Sunday

 

Reaching

If I’m going to reach for the stars, the star I’m reaching for may as well be the sun! (Yes, I DO know the sun is behind me in this photo, so I’m reaching the wrong way.  That’s mostly how I operate.)

Sinful Sunday

Rain, Rain…

If you’re in England and have been suffering from the Great British Heat Wave / walking on crunchy brown grass for weeks, you know how desperate the country is for rain.  It finally came while I was here… and stuck in a tent with the intention of going on a 15 km hike!  No matter; we found other things to do.

Sinful Sunday