When I bent Arethusa over a bed, my belt keeping her warm and red, she couldn’t always keep still. A wiggling girl, presenting a moving target. But keeping herself presented, just the same.
Time gets blurred, red and hot too, when Arethusa was over a bed.
Love the movement in this image. Mesmerizing 🙂
~ Marie
That blush of her bottom really says it all
Molly
It is difficult to take a clear picture in such a situation.