We always agreed never to waist life, not even on grieving, but I can move on, if I see him everywhere.
What I need is a brunette lady to sit in my room while we have sex. PLEASE BE ABLE TO HOST I CAN NOT. I am after something serious, someone I can relate to and have meaningful conversations with, I am not after the weekend fling or random meet ups, I guess I am patient enough to wait for nudist swingers the right one, is that you? I seem to have an inborn need to wear stockings, garters, and heels much more often than I should.
So, about me, well...