Mon coup de cœur du jour !
Qui ne voudrait pas être transformé en ouvrier de chantier, tatoué, transpirant sous sa combinaison de haute visibilité, travaillant dur de ses mains au milieu de la poussière et de la boue, affecté aux tâches ingrates, discipliné et respectant les consignes et les ordres de son chef ?
My favorite of the day !
Who wouldn't want to be transformed into a construction worker, tattooed, sweating under his high visibility suit, working hard with his hands in the middle of dust and mud, assigned to menial tasks, disciplined and respecting the instructions and orders of His boss ?
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Unknown men, 1910s-1920s, Sweden.
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Mud and Blood on Tommy Collage
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www.tumblr.com/blog/ai-erotic-girls/
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you’d been pursuing her for months in the pathetic, sheepish way you pretend to try to go out with girls- avoiding risk, being the “friend” and hoping she’d eventually catch on to your feelings. one day she asks you to come with her on a walk in the park. when you get there you notice it’s completely muddy from all the rain last night, and when she starts to walk through the muck you ask her why she doesn’t just walk on the paved path.
“you’ll see”, she responds with a smirk. when you get to a bench she sits down, but as you try to sit next to her she gives a little chuckle.
“why don’t you stand in front of me?” she suggests, and being the beta you are you of course obey without a word. she raises her feet up, smirking as she shows you the dirty soles of her sneakers.
“my shoes are sooo dirty” she says with a wry smile. “could you clean them off for me?”
“i-i don’t have anything to clean them with,” you gulp as you stammer out a response.
she gives a cute little chuckle. “of course you do, silly” she sticks out her tongue at you. “your tongue!”
you don’t respond at all as you kneel in front of her, knowing in your heart that you were never going to pass up this opportunity. that this was the closest you were ever going to get to any kind of physical contact with her.
as your tongue works it’s way across the muddy, filthy sole of her worn, weathered shoe sole, she tells you that she always knew you were into her, and that this is the way you can expect to interact with her from now on. she then goes on to tell you about how great her dating life is, and how many hot men she’s been seeing.
when it is all over she looks at the bottom of her sneaker. seeing it is clean, she gets up and gives you a little nod. “same time next week?” she asks as she walks away, leaving you with mud coating your face and mouth, and as aroused as you’ve ever been in your life.
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