Sounds fun - a little rimming never hurt.
The smart, witty, sassy, erotic and sometimes bitchy life of a regular girl turned Phone Sex Operator. I love my job, am amused and turned on by my clients.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Been Under a Pile of Papers and Well who needs a laugh?
Sounds fun - a little rimming never hurt.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Happy Cool Whip Day
My mind always going, laughing my ass off along the way, technocolor, animation domination, way too much sugar, sultry, genuine, fuckable, sweet tongued, foul mouthed, orgasm enjoying, turkey tryptophan juice drinking, weird ass coolest bitch you ever wanna meet. Know I am thankful for you and all you have ever been to me. Have a great Thanksgiving and even if it isn't great, with Miss Heaven, there is always room for dessert.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Wish I May
TOP TEN THINGS WOMEN WOULD DO IF THEY WOKE UP AND HAD A PENIS FOR A DAY...
8. Find out what is so fascinating about beating the meat.
7. Pee standing up while talking to other men at a urinal.
6. Determine WHY you can't hit the bowl consistently.
5. Find out what it's like to be on the other end of a surging orgasm.
4. Touch yourself in public without thought as to how improper it may seem.
3. Jump up and down naked with an erection to see if it feels as funny as it looks.
2. Understand the scientific reason for the light refraction which occurs between a man's eyes and the ruler situated next to his member which causes two inches to be added to the final measurement.
1. Repeat number 9......
Friday, August 3, 2012
Horny Lovely Day
Today - it is rainy, I am horny and well, I am nearing the heat cycle (ewwww gross!!!!! oh shit grow the fuck up ok. LOL) and during those two weeks, anything phallic better watch the fuck out. I am craving men, dick, lips and tongues. I eyed the batteries at Walmart lovingly, dreamily, hard nips visible. I watched a chick with long hair and wondered how deep she could suck a cock, with me.
Even a bowl of watermelon sitting on my kitchen counter looks fun. How amazingly wet, slippery, juicy and the textue......against my hard nipples......the.....um......damn elastic on these panties is fraying ----- panties, yea i need to buy some new.......watermelon, juice in bottom of bowllllllllllllllllllll......brb.
So basically, come fuck around with Miss Heaven - guaranteed to rock your fucking cock off and have an amazing time doing it. Hee hee I can't resist
Heaven - be careful now, my wings are scorched.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Fruit Salad Anyone?
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
It's So Juicy
Saw this and just had to share. Happy Thanksgiving to All!
Your Thankful Angel,
Heaven
I saw you across a crowded room. Among all the others that were there, the lights seemed to shine down on you alone. I knew then I had to have you for my own.
Willingly, you came with me to my home. From the car, I carried you through the door.
Looking at you, I admire your body, your well shaped legs, and breasts. Slowly I remove what wraps, around your body so tightly, fitting you like a glove. Exposing your tender white skin.
From your neck I remove your charms, and carry you off in my arms, to the warm water that awaits.
The water cascades down your neck, flowing over your soft breasts then, making your legs glisten with wetness. Droplets of water cover your taut skin.
My hands rub your body, ummmm running them threw the beads of water. Making them trickle down off your body.
I place my fingers inside you. You are warm and moist, so ready. I carry your still dripping body, to a laying place, so that I can put inside you what was well prepared to enter you before we even came through the door.
As soon as I lay you down your legs spread open wide. You are ready now and so am I.
I put a little in slowly at first, getting a feel for how much you can take in.
I put in more, you take it willingly. In anticipation, faster and faster I put it in, pushing it in deeply as far as I can, until I can’t put any more in, you are so tight. With your legs wrapped tightly, not wanting to release any of it.
I make you so hot for a very long time, until your sweet juices escape from within. Then I taste you, with my tongue at first, your skin is so soft and tender.
I taste more of you with my mouth, you are so hot and moist, you taste so good.
Your juices coating my mouth, making me drool in anticipation of eating you more, with every taste.
“Oh yes”, I say to you,
I must say Grace “Thank God for Butterball turkey…. Amen”


