<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822</id><updated>2012-02-02T04:05:41.969-08:00</updated><category term='Holding Hands'/><category term='The Winner'/><category term='Karen Affeldt'/><category term='Sex Lover'/><category term='Friendly Encounter'/><category term='Mutual Satisfaction'/><category term='Heads Or Tails'/><category term='Rough Enough'/><category term='I&apos;m Loving It'/><category term='Work Release'/><category term='Let&apos;s Face It'/><category term='Biker Babe'/><category term='Friend To Friend'/><category term='Role Player'/><category term='Fantasy Girl'/><category term='Youthful Vigor'/><category term='Young Buck Fuck'/><category term='Booty Time'/><category term='Best Fucking Friend'/><category term='Toy Box'/><category term='Party Time'/><category term='Welcome Home'/><category term='Handy Man'/><category term='Happy Cum Slut'/><category term='Looking Good'/><category term='About me'/><category term='Busted'/><category term='Fist Pumped'/><category term='Her Fiance'/><category term='Great Idea'/><category term='Reoccurring Dreams'/><category term='Cunny Money'/><category term='Sensuous Sense'/><category term='Happy Endings'/><category term='Attention Freak'/><category term='Road Hard'/><category term='♥ Photos'/><category term='Foursome Cum'/><category term='Lip Service'/><category term='His Desires'/><category term='My Sugar Daddy'/><category term='American Woman'/><category term='Good Fun'/><category term='Always Wanting More'/><category term='Milked Dry'/><category term='Full Filled'/><category term='Private Party'/><category term='Fit To Be Tied'/><title type='text'>A Sexual Exhibitionist</title><subtitle type='html'>for your viewing pleasure</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1952967950015590915</id><published>2012-04-04T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:19:22.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Hi, Honeybunny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="398" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B9%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3662%3A%3A7462337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What can I say, I'm just your average 5' 5", wild and curly redhead and m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ost people can't believe that I'm over 40 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; So, are you wondering what a girl like me is doing here? Well, lets just say I'm a bit of an sexual exhibitionist. That's why I’m so excited to share my naughty pictures and experiences with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; After all, every exhibitionist needs a voyeur, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I love showing off my body and here I can share it with more people and I want to share it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I get so turned on knowing so many guys will be seeing  all of my naughty pictures inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I take good care of my body, pride in how I look and dress and I just love posing in front of the camera. I feel like a model, a very, very naughty model. I think there is nothing more compelling than a uninhibited human being. I want you to see that my body is flexible and that I'm a horny little bitch that just absolutely loves having sex. I have always been fascinated by the different positions there are in the world of fucking. That’s why I’ve made it a point to show and tell you about every style I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I have many sexual talents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I'm very flexible too and I like it rough, hard and dirty. Being that I am very submissive, I always put my guys orgasm and pleasures first. I please him any way he wishes and I want to do whatever it takes to get my man off. Of course I enjoy being pleasured even if I have to pleasure myself. I have too many turn-ons to list but a few of my favorites are: running my tongue down a hard shaft; the feel of my lips around a thick dick giving it head until it blows a load of hot sticky cum in my face; the feeling of hot cum splashing across my tight ass after a good, hard fuck; having my tits licked and sucked; having my tight pink cunt rubbed, licked and sucked; playing with and fucking my cunt with a dildo; riding a big cock until I cum all over it and then suck my own juices off of it. These are just a few of the things I love to do. Obviously I’m not the shy type in fact I’m very outgoing and love to do everything, and when I say everything....I mean it! Some of us have strong sexual desires and I am one of those lucky people that do. I just love to fuck. Any position, any place, any time. I get into it so much that I've actually been told I can be a little overly aggressive in bed. I'm really an insatiable fucktoy and for me, the nastier, the better. I just can't seem to get enough of a good thing!&amp;nbsp; My best friend calls me boy-crazy and she’s right! I love guys. What’s not to like? I like everything about them especially the sex. I’m definitely heterosexual even though I have experimented with girls, I’m just really into guys and feel like nothing really takes that place of being with a man. There is no greater pleasure than being pounded hard with a nice stiff cock. I am comfortable enough in my sexuality and myself as a woman that I don't feel ashamed about being displayed for your enjoyment and I’m so happy you are here watching me doing what I do best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I have masturbated so many times at just the thought of  total and complete strangers seeing my most intimate moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I can be very decent or a total slut and everything in between. I consider myself to be basically "normal", however, I'm not above being treated like a sexually provocative and promiscuous woman that I tend to be and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;if you see me on the street don't be afraid to slap my  ass and say hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;! Until then, this blog will have to do. Just know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;this is not your  typical day to day blog. The following  posts are in no particular order  and I promise to add more photos and  experiences when time allows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's is still a work  in progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;,  so  keep checking back!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With that, please feel free to use any of these photos or stories on your website or blog. More importantly, thanks so much for visiting!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://flash-mp3-player.net/medias/player_mp3.swf" height="01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="01"&gt;     &lt;param name="movie" value="http://flash-mp3-player.net/medias/player_mp3.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="mp3=http%3A//redheadinfla.edublogs.org/files/2011/02/msg00013-vfjz3u.mp3&amp;amp;autoplay=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1952967950015590915?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1952967950015590915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8918.html#comment-form' title='150 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1952967950015590915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1952967950015590915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8918.html' title='Hi, Honeybunny!'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>150</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-6078439808188547022</id><published>2011-12-23T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:22:50.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" width="600" src="http://images5a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp63592%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D37724433%3C%3A337nu0mrj" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-6078439808188547022?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6078439808188547022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6078439808188547022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6078439808188547022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-4394783577843072166</id><published>2011-10-05T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:28:05.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holding Hands'/><title type='text'>Holding Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="460" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp733%3C%3A%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36%3C9448%3A72337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love it when a man wants to cum in my face, in fact I practically beg him to. I recently have been spending a lot of time with a guy I met through my blog who loves cumming in my face just as much as I do. He usually pulls it out of my mouth and holds my head good and hard while he masturbates and shoots his load in my mouth, on my lips, eyes, nose and cheeks.  Then he rubs his cock against my cheeks and wipes his dick clean or he'll shove it back in my mouth for me to clean. One afternoon I wanted to do more for him so as he was preparing to coat my face, I replaced his hand with mine so I could control the pleasure he was receiving and I didn't want him to shoot off too soon. I moved his cock to just the right position and started to suck on its head. Instinctively, I started bobbing my head over his shaft. He put his both hands behind my head and gently ran his fingers through my hair. As I sucked, I rotated my head to give him maximum pleasure. Every turn of my head was met with a deep moan from my man. He began to pull my head toward his crotch. I knew he wouldn't be able to hold his orgasm back much longer. I reached around and grabbed his ass in my hands and pulled him to me as he thrust his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he shoves my head so close to his belly that it was difficult to breathe. Taking all of his fat, un-cut dick down my throat until I gagged. Then he pulls my head back so that I can get a breath or two before doing it again. I love being face fucked. The feeling of a hard cock being shoved down my throat always fills me with lust. We were both in perfect rhythm. My mouth, his cock, my head, his body all moving in perfect harmony. Within minutes he thrust his cock forward and deep into my mouth and held it there.  Soon his cock swelled up and began pulsating uncontrollably. Blast after blast of his sperm exploded as he held my head tightly and blew his love for me down my throat. All of my senses were focused on my man and his sperm, trying my best to swallow, forcing his cock down deep, causing my throat muscles to massage his pulsing cock. I wanted him to experience the greatest pleasure he ever had. He didn't say anything but I knew from his look he was feeling complete bliss. We both were. I love being a part of this man's life, if only for a short time. I felt my being had a purpose and that is to pleasure men and to devour their tasty juices. His favorite is the facial but since then he's been injecting my mouth and throat with his hot cum with delight. Lately his favorite position is with me lying on my back with my head dangled off the bed while he fucks my face. I love doing it for him. Just thinking about it is making me wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-4394783577843072166?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4394783577843072166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4394783577843072166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4394783577843072166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html' title='Holding Hands'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-7935687674019781108</id><published>2011-04-20T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:33:34.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="406" width="610" src="http://images5a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp63573%3Enu%3D3766%3E975%3E%3B45%3E2857975%3C36246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-7935687674019781108?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7935687674019781108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7935687674019781108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7935687674019781108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2062744273693813837</id><published>2011-04-03T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:21:23.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Loving It'/><title type='text'>I'm Loving It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36639%3B36%3B6337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="419" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I  want sex! That is all I'm here for...to flirt with men and have casual  sex. My appetite for it is huge and can't seem to get enough of it.  Maybe that makes me a nymphomaniac or a sex addict but I don't care. I  think I'm a normal horny girl. God, I love sex! I love to masturbate and  I love to cum until I'm just exhausted. Some may say I'm a slut but  being called slut is the least of my worries. I'm having a great time  with it. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm an adult, I'm safe and  I'm very secure in my sexuality. I just go with my instinct and whatever  feels right. Some may say my sex drive is too high. Way too high. It  really doesn't have to do with intercourse, I just like the feeling of  orgasms. I enjoy masturbating too but this is usually not enough. I'll  have an orgasm (they are usually very intense as I tend to easily cum)  and then later, I'm horny all over again. For the past few years I can't  even remember going a day without at least experiencing one orgasm. I  could and would love to have sex all day...everyday. Some would say that  I'm insatiable, I say there's nothing wrong with it. I just have a high  sex drive. I just have to find the men who can keep up with me. I am very open minded and love to be kinky and try new things. I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; the attention I get from dressing and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;looking  sexy. I feel that all women should take a little pride in themselves in  how they look. I like the pleasurable things in life too like dancing,  flirting, shopping (see my wishlist), bondage, spankings, cumming,  stripping, public displays of affection, skinny dipping, pole dancing,  sex toys, lap dancing, traveling, and being adventurous to name a few. I  have considered trying something in the porn industry. All the money  that could be made from it makes it very tempting. Better yet for me,  the escort service is a strong possibility and interests me a lot. I'd  probably be very good at that and make incredible amounts of money,  which is another thing that interests me. I mean, who doesn't want to  make lots of money just by doing something they love to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; I love having sex with my close friends and, more often than not, various acquaintances that I've met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; I feel that my sole purpose of being is to serve and please the man I'm with and luckily, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ever since I've started this blog, I've been in really high demand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So if I seem elusive to you don't take it too personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Just stay in touch and perhaps our day will cum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2062744273693813837?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2062744273693813837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-loving-it.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2062744273693813837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2062744273693813837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-loving-it.html' title='I&apos;m Loving It'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-5217230304723971458</id><published>2011-01-01T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:09:00.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="459" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp73444%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36%3C994754%3B337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-5217230304723971458?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5217230304723971458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/01/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5217230304723971458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5217230304723971458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/01/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1229882933888131066</id><published>2010-11-02T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:25:36.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="460" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B2%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95894337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1229882933888131066?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1229882933888131066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3892.html#comment-form' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1229882933888131066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1229882933888131066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3892.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-4109019214777185492</id><published>2010-01-09T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:22:54.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensuous Sense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Sensuous Sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53984%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3A%3C%3B337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a former strip club dancer and I still love to entertain men. I love pressing and grinding my tight little ass against men's big throbbing cocks as I sit in their laps and dance for them. I have a lot of fun making men horny and especially teasing them until their balls draw up in pain wanting to release that cum so bad. I was made for teasing just as my sexy body was made for sex. I have always been known for my great ass and legs and I never tire of the compliments. I love showing them off by wearing stockings or thigh highs and high heels, even during sex. I love to be fucked rough. my ass spanked, my hair pulled and a big dick shoved in all my fuck holes. I like it when men make me scream and beg for it. I will bring a man to a ball draining, mind blowing orgasm time and time again. Actually, I have a pretty quick "trigger" myself and can get off over and over again. Sex turns me on. Cock turns me on and the dirtier we get, the hotter I am. I have an insatiable appetite for sex. My lover needs to be able to fuck me good and hard. He can't be afraid of kinky sex either. I love being bent over and fucked up my ass, and a bit of tease play with handcuffs or tied up every now and again too. I'm addicted to and crave any and all sexual experiences. Over the past several years I've dated a number of men and I prefer to play with the men who know what they want and aren't afraid to go after it. I love all guys but especially the ones who are assertive and aggressive and are looking for a woman that is willing to do anything to get them off. I enjoy men who like to take control and tell me what to do. But they shouldn't worry if they don't tell me, I know what to do and how to please. I love being a good little slut for horny men and I'll give them anything they want and I do mean "anything"! I will make sure that he is completely satisfied, drained, limp and spent by the time I'm done with him. I derive the most pleasure from being obedient and willing to please. Pleasure is my ultimate goal. I truly want men to make me into the filthiest princess cum slut possible, no matter how dirty or kinky. I've learned that being submissive doesn't mean that I lack intelligence or creativity, but what gets me off the most is getting a man off anyway imaginable. I've been with many men and I think that regular sex is kind of boring. I like random, wild and spontaneous sex. Give me dick to suck and I am one happy girl but give me one to suck and fuck and I'm in heaven. My favorite sexual position is doggy style and I especially love anal sex. I enjoy feeling sexy and aroused. I relish the sexual euphoria, the feeling of heat and moistness between my legs and the sensuality of touches on my hypersensitive skin. I like to feel these sensations as much as possible, so I dress sexily and act flirtatiously. When men look at me, not as predators, but admiringly or desirously I feel sexy and get a little tingle. I may sound like a tease but I'm not. I am not at all difficult to catch when a man captures my interest. As you can tell I just love to get fucked and love to fuck. I've found that I need not be ashamed of my carnal desires no matter how mild or outrageous they may be. I get off on cum and I love it everywhere. Sprayed in my face, shot on my body, or in my mouth, up my cunt or hot little ass and I'll want more. Cover this cum whore in sweet cum because I need it and I want it. Nothing in life is more fun to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-4109019214777185492?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4109019214777185492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_614.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4109019214777185492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4109019214777185492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_614.html' title='Sensuous Sense'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-9121640713538092925</id><published>2010-01-06T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:28:37.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53992%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95892337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="489" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-9121640713538092925?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9121640713538092925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_8411.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/9121640713538092925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/9121640713538092925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_8411.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2856487550034805379</id><published>2010-01-02T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:25:25.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Release'/><title type='text'>Work Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B72337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I work in an office and have masturbated at my desk numerous times. Over the counter, I have a perfect vista of the parking lot and the guys are usually out in the field, working on job sites, or remodeling houses. My boss had left so I decided to goof off a little at my desk. My hand reached below the desk and felt the moisture between my legs. I hiked my skirt up and slid my panties aside. Nervously, my fingers dipped into my pussy, quickly I gave myself a nice cum. The whole time I was thinking someone was going to catch me fingering myself if I'm not careful but as time went by I became more comfortable knowing I was alone, with low odds of being caught. I repositioned myself to accommodate my finger on my clit. I moved my finger in that familiar circular motion and the moisture grew. I slowly finger-fucked myself. Pulling my finger out I carefully teased my aching little clit, exposing it from it's little hood and rubbing it with my fingertip. A car pulled into the lot and my finger moved faster and faster, with a little more pressure. By the time he parked the car and opened the door, I had already had an orgasm. I rolled my chair up close to my desk and tried to compose myself while dealing with the client. My palms were sweating, my pussy was wet and my nipples were as hard as rocks. He finally left and being that close to getting caught was proving to be too much for me so I went for it, rubbing my burning clit and gritting my teeth, I came, my body trembling, my pussy convulsing. I licked my fingers clean and went back to work. Since then I really began to enjoy the naughty feeling I get from masturbating at work, and quit wearing panties most of the time and sometimes I even get daring enough to bring one of my vibrators or dildos along for a lunch time quickie in the ladies room. One particular day, I got really wild. I was in one of my ultra horny moods. Even though I had masturbated before leaving for work, I knew it wouldn't last. It was nice but not nearly enough. By lunch time I nearly had everything done, but boy was I getting horny. Deciding it was time for a "break" I made my way to the ladies room. There I slipped my vibrator, turned off of course, into my pussy and I slid my jeans on and pulled them tight to my crotch, making sure they kept the vibrator inside me. Walking back to my desk was agony and ecstasy. Sitting at my desk I was rocking back and forth causing a mini-orgasm as I keyed in the bits of data. While on the phone with a client I found I could press against the front of my jeans and cause the vibe to move inside my body. That was driving me crazy. I could hardly concentrate on my work. My right hand worked me up into a frenzy while I was biting my bottom lip and typing with my left hand. My boss was in his office so it wasn't easy trying to be quiet when my orgasm hit. I slammed my legs together and tried to hold my orgasm back as my juices flowed out of my cunt. With a naughty grin I finished my data entry. It feels extra good knowing how naughty I am being at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2856487550034805379?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2856487550034805379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_616.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2856487550034805379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2856487550034805379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_616.html' title='Work Release'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-4781982924096559037</id><published>2009-12-31T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:31:46.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3C4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B5%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-4781982924096559037?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4781982924096559037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4781982924096559037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4781982924096559037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1384251452752289169</id><published>2009-12-23T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:34:22.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5398%3A%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B6%3B337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1384251452752289169?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1384251452752289169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3657.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1384251452752289169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1384251452752289169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3657.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8607822950361516004</id><published>2009-12-19T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:26:35.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Looking Good'/><title type='text'>Looking Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="339" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B5%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B83337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I do my best to always try to look good. It's fun to tease men when I am dressed in sexy clothes, be it in the supermarket, on the street, in my car or, of course, in clubs and bars when I am out at night. It's just a way of expressing the naughtiest and dirtiest side of me. I love to wear low cut tops and no bra and bend over in front of guys so they can get a good look at my big tits. I do this for my pleasure, I cannot help myself, a little devil inside me just makes me incredibly horny and I need no encouragement to show off. I want naughty men who love to see me dressed in fully fashioned stockings, suspenders, high heels and topped off with an elegant outfit. I want men to want me, knowing that they want give it to me hard and nasty and I deserve it for teasing them so badly. I love to flaunt my body with or without my clothes. I'm the one who goes out to get the mail in a skimpy, slinky nightie and fucks or masturbates with the curtains open so the neighbors can watch if they want to. I love showing off while fucking or masturbating, it feels just a little naughtier when I just think there might be an audience. I guess I’ve always been a shameless exhibitionist. I've tried modeling mostly because all my life I have always craved attention and I soon found out the best way to get it was with my body. I've worked at modeling for a number of years and I loved and enjoyed posing but gave it up because I wasn't getting the attention that I was craving. I still love dressing up in sexy lingerie or running around naked in my heels and taking sexy pictures of myself. So then I started dancing. I worked in the strip clubs for a while and I really liked dancing nude on stage with all those strangers watching me while I strutted my luscious body for their pleasure. I so enjoyed men staring at my body and teasing them with my sexy wiggle or bending over to flaunt my tits or sexy ass. It was like I was teasing myself too. I still like wearing skimpy, slinky little outfits that show off my body in such a sexy way. I'm proud of my body and I'm very comfortable being looked at. I like how heads turn and the feeling of all those hungry eyes undressing me. Pretty underwear is a must and I love lingerie, especially corsets. I just think they are the epitome of sexiness and has a great erotic effect on men. The sensation of giving into being cinched and held captive in something so sexy gives me a submissive thrill. Nothing beats the sexy secret of lingerie beneath my work clothes, it feels great knowing I have something pretty against my skin. It just makes me feel pretty and sometimes naughty all at the same time. I work in a small casual office and I mostly wear fitted A-line skirts, high heels, and button down shirts that show a bit of cleavage. I have found that dressing as sexy as possible without crossing the line has helped my career. My looks have gotten me consistent raises and my work life is pretty good. I found that men love to work with a woman dressed this way and no client has ever complained. I even get looks and compliments from some women too. Most of all I like high heeled stilettos and I wear them often. In my opinion no outfit will work without high heeled shoes. I think they crown the appearance of a gorgeous woman. I look and feel so sexy in them. No matter what I'm wearing, stilettos always reveal my intentions, that's why they call them “fuck me” shoes. I also love the freedom of nudity, it feels so invigorating and gives me such a natural confidence. Most of the time when I'm home you can bet I won't be wearing anything. I like my body, I like touching my body and love to show off my body. I feel great and look damn good for my age. I spend a lot of time and energy making it look good, and I enjoy sharing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8607822950361516004?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8607822950361516004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_7107.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8607822950361516004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8607822950361516004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_7107.html' title='Looking Good'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-82833378588723581</id><published>2009-12-13T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T20:40:29.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp73463%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36%3C8799334337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-82833378588723581?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/82833378588723581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/82833378588723581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/82833378588723581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8306519539262143405</id><published>2009-12-12T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:27:35.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mutual Satisfaction'/><title type='text'>Mutual Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B9%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3A%3C5337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not looking to be truly intimate with someone unless I know and care about them. I have a few fuck buddies that entertain me, but I want more. So I occasionally engage in casual sex. I feel incredibly uninhibited with doing it because if I don’t want to see these guys again, I don’t have to. Many people make the common misconception that casual sex should be a friend. Friends provide emotional support. A friend is not a booty call. That would be called friends with benefits. I think booty calls should not involve any sort of emotional connection. It is about physical gratification and nothing else. I consider someone who is more of an acquaintance or a stranger to be a booty call. The best candidates are people you do not see on any sort of regular basis and have no connection to my "real" life. There is a reason for this, several actually. If I'm dating around, I don't want him to know about it, when I'm with a guy I'm all about his pleasure. It's also really awkward to explain a booty call relationship to a friend or family member. Also, when I'm around someone on a regular basis there is bound to be a time when I start developing feelings for a person. This dangerous threat is completely eliminated if I can't see the person on a regular basis. I may also eventually become exclusive with someone else, thus ending the booty call relationship. It's really awkward to be around a previous booty call when you are in a relationship with someone else. I try to avoid spending the night, if possible. It's extremely awkward to wake up next to someone I hardly know. It's best to just avoid this whole situation by not staying over. If I do stay over though, I try to get up and quietly sneak out before the other person wakes up. That will also allow me to skip all the awkward morning-after conversation. Ideally, I will have sex on the first or second date. I'm just in it for the sex, not the company, so there is really no point in dragging it out. Women are constantly  being told to keep the guy waiting because if you "give it up" too soon, they will lose all respect for you.  That is the worst information, respect has nothing to do with booty calls. I don't care if the person respects me or not. All I care about is that they can physically satisfy me. Basically I want sex, That is all I'm here for, to flirt with men and have casual sex. My appetite for sex is huge. I absolutely love it and can't get enough of it. Maybe that makes me a nymphomaniac or a sex addict, but I don't care. I think I'm just a normal horny girl that loves sex and loves to come. I live to please and will do anything for that ever hardening cock. If you say that I’m a slut, well then, that's okay because maybe I am. Being called slut is the least of my worries. I'm insatiable, kinky and slutty and I need cock any way and in every way. It's only casual sex and means nothing more and I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm an adult, I'm safe and I'm very secure in my sexuality. That’s my sex life at the moment and I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8306519539262143405?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8306519539262143405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_8971.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8306519539262143405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8306519539262143405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_8971.html' title='Mutual Satisfaction'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3163390431550885925</id><published>2009-12-04T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:28:42.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Booty Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Booty Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95878337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not sure where the whole concept of a booty call came from, but I have always loved the idea. Last night a friend called me saying he was drunk and asking if I want to fuck. Well of course I want to fuck. I always want to fuck! Especially him. He's tall, young, and has long dark hair, every girls image of a hard rock band member. Not to mention the fact that he has a great cock, nice big balls and shoots a huge load. Mmm... anyway back to last night. I get the call and drive out to see him. He yells for me to come in when I knock. I find him sitting on the couch in his boxers. We chat a bit and he tells me I'm wearing too many clothes as he leans over to kiss me. Before long we are both naked and I'm playing with his cock and balls while he fingers me and we make out. My pussy was already wet when I got there at just the thought of what I was going to do so its not long before I tell him I want his cock in me. We are still sitting on his couch when he pulls me over to straddle him. I tease us both a little by rubbing my dripping wet pussy lips on the tip of his cock. Slowly I slide myself down over his head. The feeling of the head of his cock sliding through my lips is almost enough to make me cum. Gently I slide all the way down his shaft until his entire length is buried inside me. I ride him with slow long strokes until we are both so turned on we can't take it anymore. He grabs both my ass cheeks and starts bouncing me up and down hard and fast. This motion causes my cunt to slam against is pelvic and doesn't take long until I cum and can feel my juices dripping down his shaft. My orgasm takes him to the edge, I reach behind me and take both his wet balls in my hand and gently roll them around. That does it, he slams me down and buries his cock as deep as it will go inside my pussy as he shoots his huge load. We sit there, his cock still inside me until we both catch our breath. I slip off him and he lays down on the verge of passing out. I get dressed, cover him with a blanket, kiss his cheek and lock his door on my way out. As I drive home I can feel the loads of his cum leaking out from between my lips. I crawl into bed and played with my vibrator until I was feeling totally satisfied. All I can think is how nice a good friend is to have around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3163390431550885925?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3163390431550885925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_9849.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3163390431550885925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3163390431550885925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_9849.html' title='Booty Time'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8135549544967929987</id><published>2009-11-30T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:41:49.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53989%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B48337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8135549544967929987?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8135549544967929987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_7561.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8135549544967929987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8135549544967929987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_7561.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-546193394469584175</id><published>2009-11-14T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:30:05.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Private Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Private Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="420" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53982%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C9588%3B337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One time I popped over to a friend's house and as it turned out they were having a bachelor party for one of his friends. I felt out of place and started to leave but they asked me to stay for a while. So here I was all dressed to kill in a very short dress at my first bachelor party. They all introduced themselves and we were just talking. Somehow during the course of the conversation my friend mentioned the fact that I had worked as a dancer. That was probably a mistake, they all wanted to see for themselves and begged me to put on a little show for them. They kept assuring me that I didn't have to strip (unless I wanted to, of course) and that they wouldn't do anything to me. After a few drinks and a lot of persuasion, I finally agreed and all the guys started hollering out and high-fiving each other. I was handed another drink and I downed it pretty fast and was given another. I started dancing by myself and I felt awkward so I went over to the guest of honor and I took his hands and asked him to dance with me. As I danced with him he got closer to me with a bit of encouragement. I took his hands that were shaking as much as mine and placed them on my ass. As soon as I did this the rest of the guys went nuts. As I danced I rubbed my inner thigh against his outer leg. He shyly moved his hands from my ass to my hips and I put them back on my ass letting him know that was where I wanted them. I looked in his eyes and I gave him the most seductive look I knew. He looked back at me and just smiled. I whispered in his ear as we danced and told him that if it would make it easier, he could imagine that I was his for the night. No sooner did I say that I could feel his cock in his pants get hard against my thigh. I smiled at him and I gave him a look showing him how pleased I was with his finding me attractive enough to get him excited. I began to grind his leg. Then I turned and put my ass in his crotch and I pushed up against his now rock hard cock. As I did this the guys cheered him on. He became more relaxed as well by grabbing my hips and reaching around to my crotch, pulling me in tighter. I felt him begin to hump my ass as if he was plowing his cock into me. As he got more relaxed with touching my body he began to explore the outside of my clothes. He reached around and grabbed my breast through my top and squeezed them gently. Then with the other hand he reached under my dress just far enough to feel my bare skin where my stockings stopped. He ran his finger along the garter straps and as he reached farther up closer to my panty that was barely covering my pussy. I thought that things were going way too fast so I stopped him by turning around and kissing his mouth gently on his lips. I told him that I wanted to give him a special dance. I sat him down on a chair and climbed up on his lap straddling his legs. I put my arms around his neck and I pulled his face close to my breast while I rode his cock through his pants to the beat of the music. I could feel his cock straining to get out and into my now wet pussy. Now keep in mind that I had no intention of doing anything else but dance and tease them a little. Although I had to keep reminding myself of this when I was being held and touched but I was having as much fun as they were. I admit that I was getting a little tingling between my legs with all that was going on. When the song was over another one came on so I gave him a kiss on his cheek and I went over to another guy and I danced with him. Unlike the first guy, he was a little more aggressive and he squeezed my ass and kissed me on the lips. I didn't think to much about it until he slipped his tongue into my mouth. At first I was caught off guard but, against my better judgment, instincts took over and I kissed him back. As soon as I did this I felt his hand reach under the front of my dress and I felt his fingers rubbing the outer area of my pussy. It was as if he was checking to see how far he could go. Then another man cut in and started dancing with me. It wasn't long and his fingers were roaming all over my body. He was breathing hard too and I could tell he was extremely horny by the bulge in his pants rubbing up against me. I thought that if he rubbed my leg any harder he could start a fire! The song changed and an older man took the opportunity at his turn and dance with me. This guy was much nicer in that he actually danced with me and told me that he admired what I was doing. The last guest at the party took his turn dancing with me. He was not as adventurous and I could tell that he was a little unsure of all of this. He was definitely not a guy who was ready to party in front of other men which is cool, those are usually the ones that I try to get a rise out of. I began to kiss his neck and then his cheek as I did I reached down to feel his cock. He got really nervous and pulled away. Everyone was enjoying my dances and drunkenness but I had not forgot that this was a bachelor party, I pointed to the bachelor sitting there and began to sway to the music towards&amp;nbsp; him. Next thing I knew I was dancing for him. He was sitting on the couch watching me with a lustful look in his eyes. His eyes were wide with excitement and he was rubbing his crotch. I was getting off on getting him off. I put my leg on one side of him and gave him an especially erotic lap dance. I slid my hand between my legs and rubbed my hot box over my wet panties. I pulled my panty to the side, revealing my bald pussy to him. Much to the delight of every guy in the room. I felt all the eyes staring at me and I felt like a hooker. I turned my back to him, crossed my legs and slid my hands up and down my calves while bent over to show off my round butt cheeks. I then sat down on his lap and was grinding into his crotch. When I stood up it was evident that he had a hard on. The guys also noticed and made comment as he turned beet red. I seductively turned around and straddled the chair as I sat on his lap again facing him. I was grinding on him and pulled his head toward my cleavage. I buried his face into me and shook my tits in his face. I again stood up and turned so my ass was facing the groom. I bent over to grab my ankles and wiggled my ass right to his face as he leaned forward to meet it. Suddenly, with my back towards him he pulled me down on top of his hard missile. He moved his hips up to meet mine as we humped each other anxiously. I stood up straight and turned around to face him. I shook my chest at the groom and sat in his lap again. I slid my hand between us and massaged his member over his shorts and congratulated his engagement then kissed him deeply. I left the party soon after that. The guys wanted me to stay longer but cheered me like a rock star as I left. It was so amazing that I went home and vigorously fucked myself silly with my largest dildo, thinking about all those men with their hard cocks for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-546193394469584175?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/546193394469584175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_5929.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/546193394469584175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/546193394469584175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_5929.html' title='Private Party'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-7972670248612736449</id><published>2009-10-19T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:31:40.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biker Babe'/><title type='text'>Biker Babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53993%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B77337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Late one evening a good friend of mine invited me over to check out his new Harley motorcycle. When I pulled into his driveway he was sitting there on his obviously new Harley smoking a cigarette. He asked me why I was dressed like I was, a short skirt, tight tank top, stockings and boots. I jokingly told him that I just wanted to look good for him. After a bit of flirtatious small talk he grabbed me by the waist and sat me backwards on his bike, then I leaned back. My head was on the handle bars. He wasn’t saying anything, he just looked at me and placed my legs so they were straddling the bike, my high heeled boots on either side on the foot pegs. He tied my hands behind my head to the handle bars with his bandannas. He kissed my hands softly, then my arms. After that he ran his fingers over my breasts and down to my belly. The whole time just staring me right in the eyes. He put his hands on my knees then spread them apart. I was now sprawled across his bike with everything sacred showing right there in his driveway! I was so turned on, and he knew it. He started kissing me everywhere. Then started licking my pussy. I couldn’t get enough of it! Right before I came he stopped and sat on the bike, pulled that beautiful dick out of his pants and let me have it. It felt so awesome having his dick inside of me and he was so hard. He pushed and pushed and leaned over me a little, then pushed harder. He reached over and untied my hands, yanked me on top of him and fucked me harder than he has ever fucked me before. I was coming all over him, my whole body pulsating. Just before he completely blew his wad, he gave one last hard lunge, and it was all over. He leaned back a little and I quickly got off of him. Knowing what he may allow me to do for him, I looked at him pleading with my eyes, he simply smiles and nods. I bend my head over his glistening cock, slowly licking up and down the still firm shaft. I can taste both my own juices and his wonderful cum. I take the head of his cock into my mouth, my tongue gently circling the tip and the eye from which cum is still slowly seeping. I then slide my lips up and down the length of him, sucking every last drop from him. His beautiful cock is now totally cleaned. I kissed his dick and said goodbye as I walked to my car. I drove back home that night, completely satisfied with my first ride on a Harley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-7972670248612736449?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7972670248612736449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_153.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7972670248612736449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7972670248612736449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_153.html' title='Biker Babe'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-7977497753874376621</id><published>2009-10-09T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:51:57.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B9%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95872337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-7977497753874376621?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7977497753874376621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8964.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7977497753874376621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7977497753874376621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8964.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8014588878728023652</id><published>2009-10-01T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:32:48.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foursome Cum'/><title type='text'>Foursome Cum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5397%3B%3Enu%3D3662%3E3%3C9%3E84%3A%3E27533%3C993%3B246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love to go out with my girlfriends and tease younger guys at these dance clubs. Last weekend we went to a club and I dressed a tad provocative. Short skirt, heels with stockings and garter. Well I was dancing with a college age kid and it was very sexual. He was grinding on me from behind and my thigh was usually between his legs. God this kid had me hot. At one point his hand was up my skirt and he rubbed my little kitty. I danced all night with my new friend and then we went to at this little water front bar near his apartment. Well we were the only girls in the bar and we didn’t have to buy any drinks because the guys were sending over shots and beers. He ordered a round of shots and said he wanted to do them out of my belly button. I was already drunk so I said what the hell. The bartender told me to get up on the bar and started pouring them into my belly while the guys lined up to slurp them out. Now that made me super horny and I should have known better because I get horny easy. Near closing time he suggested that we go up to his apartment and burn one. I never should have gone but I did anyway. My girlfriend ended up leaving with some guy that she was into, so me and these three guys go. This particular night, I had way too much to drink and I don’t know why because his friends weren’t really that cute, but I ended up making out with all three of them. They started asking me if I wanted to get laid and I said I don’t know, but when they unzipped their pants and I saw three hard cocks I just started melting because I needed to be fucked so bad. It didn’t take them long to get me naked. I was powerless to stop them because I felt so hot. They laid me back and started licking me all over but I was already soaking wet. I stood up and knelt on an overstuffed chair and leaned over the back as each one took turns over and over in my pussy. I was a cock crazed slut but I simply didn't care. They just kind of handed me back and forth, smacking my ass and fucking me hard and long. I had countless orgasms as this went on for quite a while. Later my dance partner, while laying on the floor, called me to him. I crawled over to him and climbed on top of his body. I moved up along his body and positioned myself over his cock. Slowly, so as to tease myself with the pleasure, I lowered myself down onto his cock. When he had penetrated me completely, I started to roll my hips, ever so slightly, which caused his dick in my pussy to move against the inner walls just a little bit. He was just lying there like a wet rag, so I had to do all the work of fucking him. Meanwhile the other two guys were standing at either side of me. I sucked them both to orgasm, alternating from left to right while I rode the cock underneath me. I really got into sucking these guys. The guy to my left gave no indication that he was even close, when I suddenly felt and tasted his cum. I was so into it that I swallowed every drop without a second thought. Now, I love swallowing, but then I was really surprised that I had done it. I mean, I didn't even know him. It was almost as if I had swallowed before I even really thought about the fact that he had just cum in my mouth. I turned to the cock on my right and swirled my tongue all around his thick shaft. I sucked in my cheeks as I sucked his cock. He let out a moan of pleasure so I knew that felt good for him. I looked up at him looking down at me as he put his hands around my head and controlled my head bobbing up and down. It only took a few minutes before he shot his load. I tried to pull back when I tasted his salty cum but he held my head firm as he ejaculated into my mouth, forcing me to swallow it all. Now I concentrated my efforts on riding my friend's dick. Keeping my back straight, I leaned forward so that my boobs were in his face. He licked and sucked my nipples, tugging them gently between his teeth and sending shivers through my body. I had already came so many times that I just about passed out from exhaustion but I wanted his cum, so I clenched down with my pussy muscles to give him the maximum sensation possible and rode his dick slowly. I rolled my hips back and forth, and side to side, trying to coax the cum from his balls. I sped up and intensified, just from naturally wanting to feel more of it. Soon I sat up and was bouncing up and down on his cock as hard as I could. My boobs bounced so hard that I had to reach up and press my tits against my chest. He thrusted up into me and exploded with hot powerful spurts deep inside me, flooding my vagina. I came with him, moaning with enjoyment and squeezing his cock still in me. I never have done it with more than one guy before. It felt so good to satisfy three cocks at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8014588878728023652?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8014588878728023652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_8866.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8014588878728023652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8014588878728023652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_8866.html' title='Foursome Cum'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-115148709573386856</id><published>2009-09-22T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:56:55.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Always Wanting More'/><title type='text'>Always Wanting More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="459" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53994%3Enu%3D3672%3E%3A5%3A%3E%3B85%3E2763%3A5%3A%3C76246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It seems that I'm always wanting a man's big stiff cock to fuck me hard. Any man's cock&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;as a matter of fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; My dripping pussy will show him just how bad I want to be fucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;love it when a man rips my bra and panties off and then presses me hard against the wall&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;then fucks me from behind as rough and as hard as they can.&amp;nbsp; His skin feels so good inside me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and it just tingles when he starts to move in and out. Kissing and nibbling my ears while he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pushes it in drives me wild too and I also like it when they reach up and pull my hair or squeeze my tits as they are pounding into me. I’ll arch my back and back up against him while I tighten my little cunt around his shaft. I try to reach under with one hand and massage his balls gently, while he is fucking me. Seems to add so much to his pleasure. I just want him to be happy. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;want to feel every inch of that hard meat squeezing inside my tiny little slit and when it’s all covered and lubed up with my pussy juice, I'll want him to shove that hard cock up my ass. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;know that after I had cum all over his dick a couple of times so it’s nice and lubed up it’ll just&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;slide right up my tight hole. The feeling of a man lubed and pushing inside me slowly beats any toy, butt plug or any other device that may satisfy my asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Oh, I love the feeling of my lovers cock sliding inside me! Just the thought of having a cock in my ass makes me wet and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I have no problem getting in front of him on my hands and knees with my ass in the air like a bitch in heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; It feels even better when I rub my clit while he's sawing in and out of my backdoor. Having my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ass fucked and stroking my clitty at the same time is a beautiful feeling. I don’t want them to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hold anything back either, just slap me hard and pound my dirty backdoor. Hearing his balls&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;slap against my ass cheeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;is intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I love being ram fucked harder and harder, until I am squealing and begging for cum. I can't help it, I just want a big fat, long cock so bad I can taste&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it and I usually get what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-115148709573386856?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115148709573386856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_4893.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/115148709573386856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/115148709573386856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_4893.html' title='Always Wanting More'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1211676962718852389</id><published>2009-09-14T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:55:35.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53997%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B3%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1211676962718852389?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1211676962718852389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_9437.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1211676962718852389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1211676962718852389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_9437.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2257701174351462662</id><published>2009-09-01T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:58:21.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy Girl'/><title type='text'>Fantasy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3C3%3Enu%3D3662%3E462%3E889%3E275346297%3A246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was always known as daddy’s little girl growing up, always the sweet and innocent angel in my family. But boy will people be shocked when they find out that his cute little daddy’s girl is really one horny little slut! I have always been a slut on the inside for most of my life and I have experienced alot of activities, sometimes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;reluctantly just from unknowing what I was getting into. I have certainly had a ton of fun with what I have discovered and learned. I feel that experimentation is so much better than the unrealized. I just wish I embraced it sooner, it's so much more fun this way. I want men to make me do naughty and dirty things to them. I just melt inside when men tell me about how they’d dominate me and there’s nothing I want more than to make a man’s dirty fantasies come true. I have acted out on several erotic fantasies and I think it’s healthy to do so. I get so turned on being used as a personal sex toy and that men enjoy using my body as a playground. The wilder the better, the kinkier the better. I love aggressive dirty sex, nothing turns me on more then to be thrown around and used like a little rag doll. I love being bitten, smacked and I especially love being fucked while I'm tied up, blindfolded, and completely helpless and unable to move. My body shakes with excitement and anticipation, I'll scream out in pleasure and beg for his dick, encouraging him to fuck me harder and deeper as I'm repeatedly fucked in every hole. I'll gladly be his bitch and take all the fucking he can give me. I’m a wild girl who loves wild sex and I'm just happy to serve and please them so much that there just isn’t much I won’t do. I really go all out in trying to please them. My personalities are so extreme, I can go from a meek, shy little angel at first then quickly change into a horny, cock-craving little slut right away. I want to fuck, I want to suck cock, I want to experiment and experience life and I never, ever say no. I am a sex puppet and men can do with me whatever kinky thing they want. I just want to make a hard cock cum for me and I will do anything for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2257701174351462662?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2257701174351462662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_5142.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2257701174351462662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2257701174351462662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_5142.html' title='Fantasy Girl'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-9055742908945448339</id><published>2009-08-02T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:00:10.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A8%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B74337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-9055742908945448339?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9055742908945448339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_546.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/9055742908945448339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/9055742908945448339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_546.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-38253565437461027</id><published>2009-07-29T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:01:23.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5397%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95869337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-38253565437461027?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/38253565437461027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3471.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/38253565437461027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/38253565437461027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3471.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-6152997930291757398</id><published>2009-07-11T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:59:14.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>The Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="429" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53985%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3662%3A%3A%3A%3B54337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have an occasional sleepover with this friend of mine. I was feeling rather randy one morning and was wrestling around with him in bed. He let me pin him down and while I was on top of him I playfully kissed him and rubbed my breast in his face. I could tell he enjoyed that because I could feel his cock growing harder underneath me. Things heated up quickly and suddenly he flipped me over and off of him and pinned me down. He straddled himself across my chest with his hard cock only inches from my face, his legs were kneeling across my upper arms. Then he gently starts to stroke his cock right in front of my face. I was mesmerized by the beauty of his cock and encouraged him giggling. His shaft stuck straight up from his thick forest of pubes. His shaft had those classical veins flowing through it, the same veins which gave life to his cock. The head of his cock was round with a nice thick crown. I wanted my lips wrapped around that thing. I wanted to much to experience all that his cock had to offer. What a beautiful organ full of magic, power and lust. I so wanted to taste him, to lick and suck his cock. He knows I do, he knows how much I love sucking him, but he continues to stroke his cock, his hand gripping the shaft, stroking up and down. I desperately tried to lift my head to suck on him but I was helplessly pinned down by him. Seeing what I was trying to do, he teases me by repeatedly teased me by beating my face with his cock. I struggled to feel his wonderful cock with my tongue. As he continued to stroke his cock he leaned forward just enough so I could zestfully lap at his balls like a hungry animal. God his balls were hot! I sucked them greedily in my mouth as I rolled my tongue all around them. The scent from his crotch drove me wild with desire. I wanted him. I wanted his cum. With him still stroking his cock he put his dick to my lips. I engulfed the head of his cock with my mouth. I was loving having his cock in my mouth while he pumped it while his other hand supported the back of my head. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; avidly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; swirled my tongue around its head, looking up at him while he jacked his cock. All I wanted was his cum. When he pulled out and I literally begged for his hot white sticky load all over my face. That's exactly what he had in mind. I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue so that he can cum in my mouth too, I just had to taste it. He started cumming hard. This was the moment I've been waiting for. Oh my God, so much cum was flying out of his cock! The first spray hit me right on my forehead and I knew there was gonna be lots more so I closed my eyes. Good thing to because the next spurt landed right near my eye. More of his hot cum was spurting out of his cock, covering my face. I was in heaven! The feeling was just awesome. The last bit of cum landed on my tongue and I was one happy girl. He then guides his cock to my mouth and I gently start began sucking on him. Small moaning noises escaping from my throat as his cock pushes deeper into my mouth. He briefly pulled his cock from my lips. He took his cock and rubbed the cum from my chin and cheeks and put it back in my mouth making sure to get as much of his cum in my mouth as possible. I let it sit there for a while just scrubbing it clean with my tongue and savoring the taste, neither one of us moving, just me sucking every last drop of his warm cum from his pulsating cock. My tongue continued to swirl all around his cum-coated cock. As it did I marveled at the wonderful taste. As his cock stopped throbbing and the jets of his sperm diminished I felt his cock start to soften. I didn't want this moment to ever end. I sucked hard as he pulled slowly back his cock fell from my cum-coated lips with a loud smack. I looked up to his face and as I opened my mouth strands of his cum stretched from lip to lip. I reached out my tongue and swirled it all around my lips getting all of his delicious juices. I let it sit in my mouth just enjoying the taste of his cum and eventually I swallowed it down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-6152997930291757398?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6152997930291757398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_411.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6152997930291757398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6152997930291757398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_411.html' title='The Winner'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-7124343501562193704</id><published>2009-06-29T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:06:30.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B85337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-7124343501562193704?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7124343501562193704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3772.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7124343501562193704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7124343501562193704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3772.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-201615431889111890</id><published>2009-06-16T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:09:47.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53982%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C958%3A6337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-201615431889111890?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/201615431889111890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/201615431889111890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/201615431889111890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2302432189374396977</id><published>2009-06-10T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:00:48.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His Desires'/><title type='text'>His Desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="439" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A%3A%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B6%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One evening I was over at my friends house. He's always very kinky in bed and he likes for me to wear a lot of make up and dress up really slutty for him. Well this particular night I decided on a tight little black satin corset with matching crotchless panties, black fishnet stockings and heels. He had some rope and told me I was going to be tied and made me lay on the bed while he tied my hands to each of the bed posts. He said that he wanted me to be his whore for the night and told me how hard he was going to fuck his little slut. I was so wet from the excitement. He started slowly licking down my body, kissing my stomach and the inside of my thighs. Nuzzling my pussy he started licking me softly and then faster stopping every once in a while to tease my clit with his finger. Then I felt a finger inching towards my asshole. Slowly he worked it open a little at a time. Pretty soon he had two fingers all the way inside of my asshole, I started to moan out but he told me to keep my mouth shut and don't make a sound. He was not trying to pleasure me, he was pleasuring himself only. He then flung my legs up on his shoulders and proceeded to pound my cunt with his thick cock. He plunged it as far in me as he could in and out, fast and hard. I couldn't help but love every minute of it. Then he stopped and he lifted my legs up as high as he could, then took his cock and slowly pushed it into my ass. Almost immediately he was pumping my ass as my hands were still tied. I could feel myself ripping apart. I wanted to scream but I was told that this was his fantasy and I didn't want to ruin it for him, so I mewled a little and was biting my bottom lip. Finally he stopped and pulled his dick out of me and moved up on the bed so that he could stick his huge cock in my mouth. I started to suck him as this was something I love to do. and he knew it. Soon he was ramming his cock down my throat making me gag. He fucked my face for about ten minutes until he could take it no more. When he was at the point of cumming and he pulled out, grabbed me by my hair and fed me his cum shooting his load all over me. I did as he instructed, my tongue was sticking out and my mouth was wide open while he shot cum all over my face and my chest. After we both calmed down for a few minutes he untied me, said thank you and sent me on my way. He slipped me a twenty as a joke. The joke was on him though, I got what I wanted and took his money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2302432189374396977?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2302432189374396977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_98.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2302432189374396977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2302432189374396977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_98.html' title='His Desires'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-6735543172061526088</id><published>2009-06-02T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:01:38.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend To Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Friend To Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp7339%3A%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663%3B9%3A782337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Recently, I had the greatest experience with my best friend. She and I are almost always hanging out together and we were at my place just watching television when two very sexy women were on TV kissing. She leaned over to me and  before I realized what was happening, kissed me softly on the lips. I started to push her away but the way she gently sucked my bottom lip make me too weak to resist. I let my eyes close and gave into her. She pried my mouth open with her tongue and slowly and deeply our tongues intertwined as we tenderly probed each others mouths. It was kind of hypnotic and I was getting hotter and hotter by the minute. I put up no resistance when I felt her hands roam up my shirt while we kissed and soon her hands had a firm grip on my breasts. She was pinching each nipple between her thumb and forefinger while we continued kissing each other. She kissed my neck and ears and chest with light sensual kisses and whispered into my ear asking if I wanted to play. There was something in her voice that made me a little afraid, but a lot curious. Now I have made out with other girls before but I have never gone this far with any woman. I'm not a lesbian and I don't think I'm bi-sexual but the focus of lust in my cunt grew unbearable. We went to the bedroom and we kissed again and started removing our clothes. I couldn't believe this was happening! She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; kissing my neck, then my shoulders, and finally she grazed my nipple. It sent a electrical wave of pleasure through my body. She took it in her mouth sucked a little and teased it with her tongue. She did the same with the other and moved on down to my stomach. The thought that she had no fear, no reservation, about my body turned me on even more. She continued to play with my erect nipples until she got to my wet pussy. She licked it up and down, and stimulated my clitoris with her fingers. She slid her tongue into my pussy and used it to explore every single inch. I still couldn't believe it was actually happening to me! And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; with my best friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I did know that, above all else, I didn't ever want her to stop. At some point I had lost all control and I was bucking wildly against her face, going mad with pleasure. To send me over the edge she took my clit between her lips and rolled it a between them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She made me feel like I'd never felt before and it was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I gasped loudly as my orgasm hit me and I flooded her mouth with the juices flowing from my pussy. She slid up beside me, and kissed me again. I could taste myself on her lips. I was overcome with desire for her and felt like I needed to return the favor. I was irresistibly drawn to her pussy and I slid down and started caressing her opening with my tongue, swirling it around. She tasted so fresh and clean. I swept my tongue across her cunt lips, up and down then I pushed my tongue deep inside her. I twisted my neck and shoulders to get my tongue in deep as her hands gripped my hair and held me firmly in place. I surprised myself because I really got into licking her as fast as I could. I tickled and licked her clitty hard. When my tongue started to get tired I sucked her pussy. I clamped my mouth over her clit and probed it with my tongue, sucking her flesh into my mouth until she came all over my tongue and into my mouth. I didn't really know what to do next so all I could do was crawl up on top of her body and kiss her softly with my wet lips. Then I got an idea, something I've fantasized about for a while. I reached over and pulled out my double dildo from the nightstand drawer. Her face lit up when I showed it to her. I told her I'd never used the double-ender with someone else before, only on my own, Taking the hint she leaned back and I inserted it inside her. I brought my pussy up to hers as she scissored her legs over mine and I inserted the other side of the dildo into my pussy. I held the middle of it and guided it in to me. We shoved it deep enough for our pussies to sweetly kiss. When her pussy touched mine, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was the most wonderful feeling. Then we both started bucking on the dildo. The thought that my best friend was fucking me on my bed was just overwhelming. We lean back on our hands and fucked each other&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; After a few minutes of doing this we dismount. With the dildo still in my cunt I turned around and bent over on my hands and knees, displaying for my dear friend my taut buttocks, waving them as seductively as I knew how. Laughing with delight as she bent and took the other end of the dildo inside her cunt. I could feel her slide it in almost as if she were a part of me. We fucked each other doggie style as we faced away from each other. Both of us were vigorously fucking it, sliding ever further up the dildo until their butts were touching. We were grinding our butts against each other like we were each selfishly fighting to swallow up as much of the dong as possible. Then we both pump the dildo hard as our butts slap against the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; She crooned as she drops her head and goes down on her elbows and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;t isn't long until we are both ready to cum. I pulled back and shoved it into her, she slid back and pressed it into me and soon we were perfectly alternating thrusts and sharing cries of joy. She was screaming as she came. Her body's forceful spasms flowed through the dildo and forced me to follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;. I gasp for air and loudly moaned as my orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; The pleasure reached peaks neither of us had ever before imagined, and still we pushed it longer and higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; It was like neither one of us wanted it to end and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; each time I considered letting it end, she pressed me harder. Each time she thought about letting it fall, I stroked her faster. I don't think either one of us wanted it to end. Finally we both could take no more, had no more strength within us, and at the same time let out one deep breath and collapsed on the bed, sighing and giggling. That was the first time that had happened to me and boy was it fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-6735543172061526088?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6735543172061526088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8471.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6735543172061526088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6735543172061526088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8471.html' title='Friend To Friend'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-5328216493148452925</id><published>2009-05-26T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:19:04.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp733%3A3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663%3B9%3A793337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-5328216493148452925?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5328216493148452925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_698.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5328216493148452925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5328216493148452925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_698.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3575731292894320818</id><published>2009-05-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:21:42.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="389" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B5%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663%3B%3A%3C%3A%3C3337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3575731292894320818?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3575731292894320818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9064.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3575731292894320818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3575731292894320818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9064.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-9212867631431291608</id><published>2009-05-04T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:23:15.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53986%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3669439476337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-9212867631431291608?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9212867631431291608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_703.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/9212867631431291608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/9212867631431291608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_703.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8659900477994315483</id><published>2009-04-06T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T14:11:49.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Fucking Friend'/><title type='text'>Best Fucking Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images5a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp63585%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3767%3B79349337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="579" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A few years ago my best friend and her husband's ultimate fantasy was to have a threesome. While she and I had occasionally pleasured each other, we never had a threesome with each other, so I felt it was something that we should experience. She was a bit shy about it, so I continued dropping hints that it would be fun. Soon, she agreed. One night, I went over and we had a few drinks. She was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt that showed off her sexy body. We were all nervous but calmed down after several drinks and talking. After a while of watching a little porn, I looked over and saw them kissing. I let him enjoy her on his own for a moment, then I leaned over and started rubbing her pussy outside of her jeans. She leaned over and kissed me. They started kissing again and then he stuck his hand up her shirt and started pinching her nipples, rolling then between his fingers. I could tell she was getting really horny, so I suggested we should go to the bedroom. Once there, he was kissing her and taking off her shirt and I started taking off her pants. He was still playing with her nipples. My heart was racing with lust. He sucked at her nipples while I tugged at her pants. Once her panties came off, I started eating her pussy out. I really like eating her pussy, it's just so soft and warm. Her husband was still kissing her, but I pulled him down with me cause I wanted him to enjoy her pussy too. He started eating it and banging it with his fingers. He took his sweet time too, enjoying every second. So did I! It was very hot. He kept eating her and fingering her while I slid up her body and kissed her. She was moaning and grinding her pussy against his face. He kept slurping on her clit and massaging her pussy until she came in his mouth. She was quite loud and we both knew she came really good. I was extremely wet as I had been rubbing my swollen clit. After she had her first orgasm, I ate her again until he was ready to take her for a ride. He got up on his knees between her legs and slowly stuck his dick in. I could tell she was tight because her pussy lips were wrapped tightly around his dick. He started fucking her and I could tell he made her feel really good. I moved up next to her so I could get a view of both of them. He was pounding her harder and harder and he kept telling her how good she felt. I spread her lips apart and we both watched his dick pound her good. I kept on kissing her and playing with her sexy tits. She laid there, all helpless, like she just wanted him to fuck her until she couldn't take it anymore. I was rubbing her clit as he was still pounding into her harder and harder until he growled and came in her tight little pussy. It turned me on beyond expression to know he had cum so hard and that she completely soaked his cock with her sweet pussy juice. Right after he came, I positioned myself in a doggy-style position and begged him to make me cum too. She laid under me in a 69 position and we ate each others pussies. Her pussy was very wet from the good fucking she just had and I relished her taste as I sucked her husbands creampie from her pussy. Using my tongue to scoop all of her husbands sperm as I could from her. At the same time I was loving the way she sucked on my clit. I spread my asscheeks for her husband so he could get a nice good look before sticking his dick in my pussy. Still in a 69 position, she grabbed his dick and rubbed the head of it all over my soaking wet pussy and clit. After teasing me a bit, he aimed his dick right towards my pussy hole and squeezed himself inside. He began to pound my pussy good as I continued eating her out. She was licking and sucking his balls while he was fucking me with strong and deliberate strokes, grinding my clit into his pelvic bone and pushing my face hard into his wife's pussy. It was when I felt her tongue on my clit as his dick rubbing my g-spot that my pussy started gushing with juices. I closed my eyes and thought about how good it felt and I came so hard. I heard my best friend giggle as I came on her husbands dick and all over her face. She knew I was on on cloud nine. This was definitely his fantasy fuck! He shouted as his balls were drained of every last ounce of cum into my quivering pussy. Her husband pulled out and as his cum oozed from me, my best friend lapped eagerly at my pussy. The feeling was just incredible. I moaned into her pussy and was barely able to even concentrate. After that, we went into the living room and watched some TV until it was time to go home since I had to work the next day. It was the most thrilling thing we had ever done together and we all agreed it was the hottest sex we have ever had. In fact, we enjoyed it so much, we did it again a few days later and since then every time I go over for a visit we enjoy each others cum some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8659900477994315483?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8659900477994315483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8659900477994315483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8659900477994315483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html' title='Best Fucking Friend'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-5319382588010106061</id><published>2009-04-05T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:02:29.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Fiance'/><title type='text'>Her Fiance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53989%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663%3B9%3A5%3B9337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One late afternoon I was doing some yard work. It was a typical hot Florida day so I was wearing a tiny pair of shorts, bikini top and sneakers. My daughter's fiance was hanging around as usual and after helping me we went inside to cool off. I was in the kitchen making us a drink, flirting and joking around with each other like we always do, when he came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and stated kissing my neck and earlobes. I was startled at first and I never would have thought our flirting would end up this way but I quickly gave in to him. I reached up and held his head while he nibbled on my neck and tilted my head to give him access. I knew it was wrong but I loved what he was doing, it felt so good and for a moment I had forgotten he was to be my future son-in-law. I pushed back against him while he pressed his body against my backside and was caressing my waist and tummy making my knees feel weak. I could feel his growing cock as I wiggled my ass against him. Then he quickly spun me around to face him and kissed me hard, our tounges wrestling. We kissed deeply and passionately for a while as he untied the halter strap of my bikini top allowing my breasts to spill out while I reached down and rubbed his hard dick and gave it a nice squeeze. Things were really heating up, we were groping each other and kissing as we staggered our way into my daughter's bedroom. I kicked off my shorts and pulled him on top of me as we collapsed onto the bed in a heaving pile of lust. I absolutely adore having a man on top of me and I often wondered what he would be like in bed. He proved to be a real stud as he slipped his bare cock deep inside my hot, wet cunt. I wrapped my legs around him to spur him on and pulled him all the way in. His dick felt so nice in my pussy but I knew it couldn't last long I was urging him to fuck me harder and faster because my daughter would be back from work soon. The thought overwhelmed me and I began to spasm and spread my juices up and down his shaft. I was cumming hard on his cock while he was thrusting harder and deeper. He continued to thrust even faster but my cumming must have inspired him. I loved the feeling as he got closer to cumming. He started long stroking, almost all the way out and then all the way in, then that last stroke went in as far as it will go and I felt his cock swell up even more as he groaned and pumped his hot cum in me. I clenched him as tight as I could as his cock continued to throb and send his seed into me. I held him as we caught our breath and enjoyed the afterglow then I pushed him off of me and took his cock into my mouth, lovingly licking him clean in appreciation for pleasuring me so well. Afterward we dressed and convened to the sofa where we sipped our much needed drinks. Just in time too, it was only a few moments later my daughter drove up and while she complained about her day at work all I could think of was the smell and feeling of her fiance's cum oozing from my pussy. They never married for reasons that do not involve me and I'm pretty sure my daughter doesn't know about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-5319382588010106061?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5319382588010106061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9220.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5319382588010106061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5319382588010106061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9220.html' title='Her Fiance'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-5271034653602227954</id><published>2009-03-30T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:03:15.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attention Freak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Attention Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp733%3B3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663%3B9%3A783337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I usually dress a little provocatively. I like to dress in a way that accentuates my femininity and sexuality. At work, where I need to behave conservatively, I still like to wear my skirts a little shorter or pants a little tighter around my ass and thighs and an extra button or two undone on my blouse. Outside of work I like to wear very short skirts or shorts and tight little tops, and of course little dresses that hug my curves. At home I'm usually in shorts or a g-string and a tee shirt. In hot weather I do away with the top altogether. I don't like to wear a bra or panties but when I must I usually wear a thong with matching bra or just lingerie. I have hard nipples and perky breasts and I like displaying their shape with my nipples poking through my clothes. It makes me feel sexy and draws the kinds of looks that makes my skin tingle. I enjoy people seeing a little too much skin, in fact the more they see the more I enjoy it. I delight in people knowing I am not wearing underwear. Nevertheless, I sometimes go out of my way give someone an eyeful. I am an exhibitionist. The way I dress is just one part of this. To me exhibitionism is about letting people discover my ravenous sexuality. That may be a little too much skin, or aspects of my sexual nature that most people would keep hidden. The very thought of being watched by anyone when sucking or being fucked by a guy turns me on immensely and I enjoy having sex in public places. People often aren't aware of what is happening, but it still gives me a thrill to see and hear other people so close. When people are aware I feel very slutty and it simply isn't enough to lie back and make love, I like to put on a good show. I just love the feeling I get from starring a person straight into their eyes as I lick my lips and thrust my hips on the the cock banging into me. I like people to see how naughty and slutty I can be, I want them to watch me do things they only fantasize about but are too inhibited to do themselves. I like to hear the reactions and see the faces of the people watching as they witness my shameless display of unbridled lust. I want them to judge me to be a slut, be aroused and jealous of my uninhibited wanton spirit. I consider myself slutty, and I enjoy it when people think of me as a slut but I do not believe that the negative aspects of the term "slut" apply to me. I feel liberated and empowered by my sexuality, my sluttiness, if you will. I feel in control of my actions and the decisions I make. I don't have to abide by society's rules and double standards. I know there is a contradiction between not believing myself to be a slut and enjoying other people thinking of me as a slut, but that stems from my exhibitionism. I love people looking for my limits and not finding any. I enjoy being on the dance floor as my partner explores my body with his hands. I offer no resistance as his caresses find more intimate places. The ultimate exhilaration comes when he finally discovers I am wearing neither bra nor panties, that I am wet and ready, and that no part of my body is off limits to him, no matter how short a period of time we have known one another. If we have sex he will again discover that no part of my body is off limits to him. If I am well satisfied and he is not yet finished I will guide his fingers to my asshole, if he hasn't already found it himself, and tempt him to have anal sex. If he enters me I will guide him into my depths and have him shoot his load deep inside me, otherwise I will kneel in front of him and finish him with my mouth and throat, savoring the taste of his cum and greedily swallowing the first few spurts before aiming his cock to shoot the remainder on my breasts and face. I find sex like this electrifying. Having uninhibited taboo sex with a man I barely know, the taste of his cum in my mouth and the shiver down my spine as I feel his cum splashing onto my face and breasts, and what is for me the transcendent thrill as he slowly discovers the depths of my sluttiness. I have almost no limits in bed, or out of it for that matter. I really enjoy a man's excitement as we do new things together... well, new for him in most cases.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-5271034653602227954?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5271034653602227954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_7977.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5271034653602227954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5271034653602227954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_7977.html' title='Attention Freak'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3597229411984996113</id><published>2009-02-27T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:31:57.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="429" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53994%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36627237%3B%3B337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3597229411984996113?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3597229411984996113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_1648.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3597229411984996113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3597229411984996113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_1648.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-4894018489590298210</id><published>2009-02-15T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:04:05.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendly Encounter'/><title type='text'>Friendly Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53999%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D367339%3C%3A58337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was staying with some friends while on a short vacation. I was actually visiting her, we have been friends since high school but I have met her husband several times. She was unexpectedly called into work early one morning and after she had left I heard him in the shower. I made out with him about a year ago so he knew I wanted him as much as he wanted me but I was still a little nervous about how he would accept my advances. I was so horny and had this incredible urge so I went for it. I stripped naked and got into the shower without making any announcement of it. I stepped right up to him, starting to rub my tits and pussy against him. He was a bit surprised but when I dropped to my knees and took his prick into my mouth, he seemed much more at ease. I had to rinse his dick off first, because I really didn't want to suck something that tasted like a bar of soap, then I got down to business with a vengeance. I sucked him hungrily, grabbing the base of his cock and pistoning my head back and forth, fucking my face with his dick. There was nothing slow and gentle about it, we were both raging sex maniacs and we wanted pleasure. I was a little rough with his cock, sliding the tips of my teeth up and down it and nipping at the head, but he just grabbed me by the head and proceeded to force his dick in and out of my mouth, fucking my face even more forcefully than I had been doing to myself. I felt powerless, realizing that he could easily overpower my body, and there was nothing I could do but let him pump his cock in and out of my throat at his pleasure. I slowly slipped the index finger of my right hand into his asshole, just up to the first knuckle. He let out a grunt that sounded half of surprise, half of pleasure, and started to pump his cock down my throat even faster and more forcefully. I wriggled my finger back and forth and started to rotate it, just to get him used to the sensation. I continued to stimulate him there as he fucked my throat. I inserted my finger further and I was rewarded with a frantic grunting from him. I kept my finger there as he fucked my face even faster, his grunts and groans rising in volume. Suddenly, he went rigid.  Sensing his orgasm was imminent, I forced my finger the rest of the way up his ass, until my knuckles were pressing hard against his sphincter. He pulled my head violently towards his crotch, shoving the full length of his hard cock down my throat. Having the whole thing shoved rudely down my esophagus nearly made me gag but I relaxed and gave in to it. His hands held me there as the sperm spurted down into my stomach leaving me with a warm spot at the pit of my tummy. We toweled off and started making out. I took the towel from my head and tossed it to the floor. My wet hair fell around my shoulders, the water felt good as it trickled down my back. He picked me up and I wrapped my arms and legs around him kissing his face and neck as he carried me to my bed while telling me he was going to put me to good use. By the time we got to my bedroom, he was hard again. He put me on the bed and rolled me over on my hands and knees at the end of the bed, stood on the floor and drove his cock home in one thrusting motion, making me howl like an animal. He took hold of my nipples and was pulling on them while he slowly fucked me. I came in less then a minute. He began telling me what a hot piece of ass I am and how good my pussy felt. My brain and pussy both exploded from all of this sensory input and I would have done anything he wanted like he owned me. He made me cum once more before his cock began swelling up inside my pussy again. He pushed my ass down so that he was driving his cock up into my cunt and then he slammed against my ass and filled me with his hot, smooth cum. When he was finished using my cunt, he put his prick back in my mouth for me to suck clean and I did it joyfully. He fucked me three more times that day before my girl friend came home. My pussy was so happy that I didn't even play with it that night and I slept like a log, but I did dream about his cock cumming on my tits and face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-4894018489590298210?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4894018489590298210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6336.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4894018489590298210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4894018489590298210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6336.html' title='Friendly Encounter'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-999231622888688096</id><published>2009-01-30T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:04:57.695-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Buck Fuck'/><title type='text'>Young Buck Fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36627459%3B5337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="439" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I met a young stud about half my age at a bar. We exchanged numbers. He called the next day and we went out that weekend. I drove over to his apartment complex where he was outside waiting for me. We had a great time and when we arrived back at his place he invited me in. As it turned out he was still living with his parents! He explained that they wouldn't be home for a while and convinced me into staying. Between making out with him in the living room and the thought of his parents walking in on us, I was feeling horny as hell. It seemed like less than a minute went by and he was totally naked while I stripped except for my garter, stockings and heels. I dropped to my knees and caressed his thighs while looking up to him, smiling as I stroked his hardening dick. He sat on the edge of the coffee table and I started to lick him all over, my tongue stroking him, under his tight balls, and sucking them into my mouth, one at a time. He moaned and pushed his cock into the air, then grabbed my head and pulled me onto him. My lust exploded as he plunged his cock into my throat. I sucked him hard, letting him fuck my mouth, pulling on my long hair and making my head move up and down and around on his raging dick. My tongue was moving like crazy, inside my mouth, around his thick shaft, and I felt him pulsing and throbbing, stabbing the back of my throat with his very fat cock head. He bucked and put his arms around my head, holding me down tightly, and I felt the first hard shot of his cum slap the back of my throat and slide down. He pulled back a little, and fucked my mouth, filling it with his hot spurts, I swallowed and swallowed, but little drips ran down the corners of my mouth and chin as his cum continued to pump out of his thick cock. He was lying on the table, breathing hard. I wiped my mouth, crawled up and laid on top of him, kissing him softly. His young body started to respond to me right away, I could feel his still softening cock between us, the blood was flowing into it again, and I pressed myself against it, straddling him on the table. As he got harder, his cock seemed to just slip inside me, I was wet around him, my juices running down over his balls. I wanted his dick inside me so bad I was just plunging myself on him, rising and falling on his cock, him lying there, just moving his hips a little, me working it, my pussy sucking his cock tightly, deeply into me. I started to cum, pressing my nipples to his face, and riding him, making soundless words, my mouth moving, breath stopped. My pussy throbbed and tightened, I pressed down and felt the entire length of his cock inside me, so hard and full, and gushed my orgasm out onto him. We were so wet, I slid up and down slowly, my waves subsiding. I felt him slip out of me, but he was still so hard. He began to rub it between my ass cheeks, and I moved to his rhythm, liking the feeling of his hot, wet cock sliding in the crack of my ass and over my sensitive asshole. Suddenly, he pulled my hips forward and I felt the tip of his cock press against my ass. Since we were so wet, it slid inside, and I felt burning pain as it went deeper, opening my asshole so it could fit inside. He was slowly sliding his cock out of my ass and just before it was completely out he would ram it back in making us both grunt in pleasure. My ass was so tight around him that it felt like he was dragging it out of me with each stroke. He started fucking me hard, holding me in place over him and wildly stroking himself in and out of me. He was moaning and holding me so tight, using my ass to jerk his thick cock. Finally, it jerked and started spurting inside me, I think it took us both by surprise, and I was filled with his thick cum, so much of it was spurting up my ass, and I started to cum on him again. I shook and cried out, letting him rip my ass apart, grinding his still hard cock inside my cum filled ass. I gently slid off him, got dressed and left him lying there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-999231622888688096?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/999231622888688096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9882.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/999231622888688096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/999231622888688096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9882.html' title='Young Buck Fuck'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-6216645192261756490</id><published>2009-01-19T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:05:43.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome Home'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="480" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663639284337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was excited to pick up a friend of mine at the airport. He had been gone for only a week but I was really missing him, so much so that when I saw him I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck as I kissed him deeply. We picked up his luggage and headed for the car, our arms wrapped around each other. Fortunately I had parked in the corner of the parking garage and it was rather isolated. I leaned against a car just inside the car door. He leaned up against me and gave me a lip lock and started feeling up my tits and caressing my ass. We stood there kissing like that for what seemed like an eternity, I did not want it to stop. I felt every nerve in by body come to life with an electric charge and my pussy was instantly wet with desire. He began a soft pushing down motion on my shoulders. I knew what he wanted and I had to have it so I sat down in the car facing him as he stepped up between my legs. I unzipped him and pulled out his long cock. He stood there in front of me with precum dripping from the head. I had to taste him, with my tongue I licked the head to taste him. I spread the precum all over the head of his cock with the tip of my tongue then licked down his hard ridged shaft teasing as I went then back up to the head. I took all of him into my mouth and down my throat as he leaned against the car. I could feel every vein in his cock on my lips as I pulled him in and out of my mouth. He let out a moan of pleasure and I was on fire and dripping wet. I told him that I needed to feel him inside me. He stepped back and pulled me out of the car then got in. He pulled his pants down to mid thigh and laid the car seat all the way back. I stepped out of my panties and bunched my skirt around my waist and climbed in on top of him, sitting in his lap facing the windshield. I raised up and as I reached between my legs, I aimed his cock and slowly slid my cunt all the way down on it. With both my hands on the dashboard I started rocking back and forth, faster and faster rubbing my swollen clit against him while he was deep inside me. I then raised myself off of him to where the tip of his cock was almost out of me then slammed back down on him. With a fairly rapid pace, I fucked myself like this for quite a while. I was so into it that I accidentally hit my head on the windshield! I was begging for more as he stuck his finger deep in my ass while his cock was deep inside my pussy fucking both my holes deep and hard. He eventually was grabbing my ass, pulling it apart, and started meeting each one of my thrust with his own. I could feel my pussy pulsating around him and as I came. I could feel my juices dripping out of me, running down his balls and to the crack of his ass. I could feel him growing even more inside me. I knew I was about to cum again but I wanted to feel him cum inside me. I clinched my pussy muscles down tight as I could on his cock and pleaded for him to fuck me and fill me full of his hot cum. That was all he needed to hear. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me down hard on his massive cock. With one thrust he was deeper than he had been before and we both howled as he started pumping me full of sticky cum. I know there were other people coming and going but I don't know if anyone saw or heard us. At the time we just really didn't care if they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-6216645192261756490?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6216645192261756490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8483.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6216645192261756490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6216645192261756490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8483.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-521493409988655401</id><published>2009-01-05T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:06:47.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53995%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3662774798337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-521493409988655401?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/521493409988655401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2037.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/521493409988655401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/521493409988655401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2037.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8951456311583989596</id><published>2008-12-31T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:06:35.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reoccurring Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Reoccurring Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="400" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5397%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3662798%3B67337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I like to masturbate while I fantasize about men. The most reoccurring images that pass through my mind are frequently of me being completely nude and kneeling in the middle of a room with a circle of horny men stroking their cocks. There are hard cocks all over the place, right at eye level, all waiting their turn and I start working my customary magic, sucking on every cock as fast as I can, engulfing a guy and pumping my head three or four times, then spit his cock out and gasp for another cock. As soon as one leaves my mouth another takes its place. Soon the guys are shooting their loads across my face, into my eager mouth and into my hair. I can feel hot drops of wonderful cum splattering all over my face. I imagine myself enthusiastically sucking the last few drops out from each spewing cock. I can feel the pooled cum squirt out the corners of my mouth and dribble down my chin, dripping onto my perky tits as I suck the next cum dripping cock offered to me. At the same time I blindly grip a dick and aim it at my face, pumping it rapidly until another cumshot sprays and drips onto my breasts. The heat from their cum on my skin feels wonderful. I visualize how I would look, spattered with splooge with the warm and slick cum oozing down my face. Then a fuck fest begins. I get up on all fours and beg to be fucked and pumped full of cum. I have no ability to control the pace or positioning of their cocks as the men continuously rotate around me and brutally stretch me with an onslaught of throbbing members, prodding all my willing holes. I imagine the sound, sting and warmth spreading from my ass from the open handed spanks. The spanks continued as I am swarmed and invaded by all these men, making my ass bright red and lingering a second or two after contact. Over and over as men pull out of my pussy and/or ass another quickly fills the vacant spots. Dick after dick slips inside me in every way possible and spurts so hard I can feel the splashes on my backside. Some of them cum inside of me warming my whole pussy and lubricating my ass with cum. The other guys crowd in while masturbating themselves and unload their cum on my face and body. Meanwhile, men keep shoving their cocks past my cum slick lips into my mouth. As one man withdraws, I take a deep breath and another man stuffs his dick between my lips and begins to thrust. One by one they fill my pussy, creamed my ass, and dumped their loads in my mouth and on my face. I lose count of how many orgasms they had cum all over my body. A number of spent men stay and watch and cheer as load after load covers me. My well-plowed pussy is overflowing with the mingled splooge of many men, my gaped asshole leaking sperm and my face had a fresh coat of cum. I take both of my hands and began to smear the cum all around my body as if it were lotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8951456311583989596?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8951456311583989596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_744.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8951456311583989596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8951456311583989596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_744.html' title='Reoccurring Dreams'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-5268671321042738829</id><published>2008-12-03T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:07:20.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Filled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Full Filled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="389" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5399%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36634%3B%3A292337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I met a guy on the beach and he invited me out for a drink later that week. So we meet early on a beautiful night and had drinks at an outdoor cafe. All I can think of is I want this man to ravish my body. Which he ends up doing. He took me back to his place and out onto his terrace, then we go at each other, I was soon on my knees on the cold hard cement floor and I reached up, grabbing the zipper on his trousers and slid it down. I reached inside and pulled his cock free. It immediately began to stiffen as I slowly stroked it. I opened my lips and while staring up at him I slowly licked the head of his cock. It tasted salty and there was also the taste of precum mixed with his sweat. Still looking into his eyes, I ran my tongue down the shaft and then back to the head. I could hear him moan as I worked my tongue around his cock head and then again up and down the shaft. His hands gripped the back of my head and he was now in control. He held my head tight and pushed his cock against my painted lips. It soon pushed past them and into my mouth. I felt it hit the back of my throat and I fought hard to control my gag reflex. He began to pull my head on and off it and he was soon fucking my mouth. I began to whimper as he pushed his cock deeper down my throat. It wasn't long before his balls slapped my chin with each thrust into my oral cavity. I was soon deep throating him and I had managed to prevent myself from gagging. His intensity now increased as he thrust into me, raping my now willing mouth. I felt dirty and cheap but I just didn't care. I kept my eyes on his face the entire time, watching his reactions and studying his facial expressions. His cock began to twitch and swell and I knew he would soon climax in my mouth. I positioned my tongue so as to allow his seed a better opportunity to flow down my throat as he was now on the brink of climax. With one last thrust I felt his cock buck and then it happened, it exploded in my mouth. I sucked on his dick really hard as I gulped it down, it tasted strange like tin but I continued to draw it all out and swallow deep, again and again. I had never seen anyone cum so much. He held my head preventing me from pulling his cock out of my mouth until he had expended every last drop. When he released his grip on my head I slumped to the cold hard floor coughing and spluttering like some freshly landed fish. I sat motionless as he pushed his cock back into his trousers and zipped himself up. He helped me to my feet, leading me by the hand, we headed straight to the bedroom and stripped each other naked. Like a dirty bitch I told him that I wanted his cock inside me and to fuck me completely. Immediately he threw me on the bed and mounted me. Amidst moans of ecstasy and breathless gasps, I held onto his buttocks as he screwed my pussy for nearly an hour. It was so exciting. This guy giving me the most wonderfully intense, powerful fucking and bringing me to the most amazing orgasms. He steadily fucked me hard and I came fairly quickly. Then as his cock began to throb, he penetrated deeper, entering my cervix and then fucked me more gently and slowly. Then as he recovered he would pound me again building up speed until I came again. Towards the end my body was in a multi-orgasmic state as he fucked me harder than ever with my legs pinned back by his upper arms so that my feet pointed to the ceiling. He was banging me for all I was worth and his big balls slapped against my ass with every thrust. I was practically screaming for mercy as orgasm after orgasm ravaged my body while he in turn groaned loudly every time his cock penetrated the narrow entrance to my womb. I was constantly saying for him to fuck me and fuck me he did. He was knocking the breath out of my body with each powerful thrust. I knew that my pussy would be sore in the morning never mind my back. His cock was throbbing violently inside me now but still he fucked me relentlessly, making my breasts bounce all over the place. Then suddenly he gave a jerk followed by a firm thrust, stopped with his cock fully inside me and clenched his buttocks tight. I could feel his massive balls crunch against my asshole and I winced a little as I felt his hard shaft drill deeper into my cervix. Still panting from my own orgasmic intensity I grasped his muscular buttocks and squealed. He groaned loudly as his cock exploded, sending powerful jets of sperm up inside me. I cried out and gasped as I felt every jet as they splattered my womb and filled me with his cum. His cum felt hot and it shot inside me with such an amazing force. There must have been around ten jets which exploded into me and with each one he groaned with relief. He released his clenched buttocks and began to fuck me some more. Now I realized why his balls were so big, they must hold an extraordinary amount of cum. Less than a minute later his balls yielded more, this time several floods sending a torrent of sperm deep into my vagina. I cried out several times in ecstasy as he pinned my legs back and kept his cock deep inside of me until his cock finally finished its total and utter flooding of my womb and had filled me completely with his seed. We lay there for several minutes before he eased his still hard cock out of my pussy and climbed off the bed. He began to panic a bit apologizing for cumming inside me. The bed under my ass was soaking wet and my vagina began to leak cum profusely as I got up. I put my hand between my legs and felt it running out of me and down my thighs. I tasted it and rubbed what was on my hands all over my breasts and lay back down on the bed, raising my legs and angled my ass back to stop my pussy from leaking his cum. He got me a towel and I dried myself. Then I told him that he had nothing to worry about and that I had enjoyed feeling him ejaculate so powerfully in me. My insides felt completely full with his cum and it felt wonderful. Indeed my vagina was still in spasms from his powerful cum shots. He said that he was normally a heavy cummer but that he had never cum in a woman as much as he'd just done to me. I felt so happy at hearing this. It was so beautiful and so hot and so just perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-5268671321042738829?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5268671321042738829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2878.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5268671321042738829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/5268671321042738829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2878.html' title='Full Filled'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8038831763377481783</id><published>2008-11-22T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:08:30.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handy Man'/><title type='text'>Handy Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="440" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3C2%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C9586%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had a plumber come out to my place to fix the disposal. He caught me a bit off guard by showing up really early the next morning. I still had on my nightie and it barely covered my ass but I saw no reason to change it. I let him inside and told him about the problem, he said he would take a crack at it for me and followed me to the kitchen. He was a very nice older guy and it was fun teasing him. I was quite wet and horny anyway but actually I was flirting with him to keep the bill low. I walked ahead of him purposely swaying my ass in plain view for him and by the time I made it to the kitchen he was well on his way to a hard on. He opened the sink door, turned the water on and then the disposal, but as usual, nothing happened. He got down on his back to check out the disposal and I noticed his shorts exposing the outline of his hardening cock. I was mesmerized by what I could see of his prick. It was huge! My pussy went into overdrive, I got so wet it was almost running down my leg. He asked me to shut off the water and disposal so I stepped over his legs and just froze there, not knowing if I should back away or not. When I spread my legs to stand over him, I gave him a perfect view and he could see how wet I was. I cooed when he reached up between my legs and slid his finger across my soaking panty. His finger felt so good on my pussy I let out an ooh as he worked his finger around inside my boiling hot cunt. I didn't cum right then but I was so wet it must have been running down his hand. He said something about me needing attention and put another finger into my blazing pussy. He sat up, pulled my panties off and sucked my clit into his mouth. I shot cum out all over him and my legs gave way. He caught me and lowered me to the floor. Then he got busy between my legs and stuck his tongue in my over heated pussy. By now my nightie was around my neck, he had somehow taken his shorts off, put the head of his cock at my pussy hole and in one motion, drove his sweet piece of meat home. I was moaning louder and louder as he fucked me senseless with his big fuck tool. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and came again. He just kept pounding away at my needy pussy, giving me the best fuck of my life. I just kept saying fuck me baby, fuck me harder. It was really all I could say as he made me cum over and over. He pinned my legs back, so my ass was off the floor and fucked me so good that I was in a fuck stupor. All I wanted was his cock pounding my pussy into submission and that's exactly what happened. I went completely limp in this position and I couldn't even scream as I came again with a long low moan. He continued to fuck me hard for a bit more. I felt his cock growing in my cunt as he stiffened up and pushed hard into my pussy, then I felt his cum shooting like a hot lava flow into my waiting pussy. He came like a horse and filled my cunt with more cum then I had ever felt inside me. My pussy was floating in his cock cream, so much of it that it was running down over my ass. We lay there on the floor with his cock buried in me, I thought it was probably one of the best fucks of my life. It turned out to be a minor issue with the disposal and he fixed it in no time and at no charge. I had so much fun with that guy as I gingerly sucked both my cum and his cum off his sweet cock and licked him clean while he working. Before he left I took his dick deep into my mouth until it was pushing down my throat. My gag reflex was overridden by my insatiable desire for cum, so I just kept inserting him further. Finally, my lips were wrapped around the base of his cock. I loved the feeling of his slick shaft sliding in and out of my mouth. I pulled my head back until only the tip of his cock was still between my lips and grasped the base with my right hand. I pumped the base with my hand while I orally stimulated the head. In fact, his dick was large enough that I could pump the base my hand and still pump a good length of the shaft in and out of my mouth. I soon found myself doing just that. I removed his dick from my mouth, making sure it was well lubricated with saliva and pre-cum, and leaned back. I was looking up at him with my face just inches away from his cock and with my right hand, I continued to jack him off. My hand was moving back and forth on his cock so fast it looked like a blur, occasionally licking and kissing the swollen head. After only a few minutes or so of this treatment he leaned back against the wall, groaning. His entire body tensed up but I continued to jerk him off as fast as I could. As I felt his spasms start, I stuck out my tongue, aimed his cock, and shot his load all over my open mouth and face. It came out in three spurts, each was bigger than the last. After the third, a good portion of my face was covered with his creamy cum. I have never done that before with a handyman but he was such a nice one that I couldn’t resist. I guess this lucky guy will have a nice memory for a lifetime which was actually a great experience for me too as well as getting the disposal fixed for free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8038831763377481783?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8038831763377481783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8038831763377481783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8038831763377481783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html' title='Handy Man'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1088595264994041453</id><published>2008-10-10T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:09:28.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lip Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Lip Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5397%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B67337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I’m not one to brag, but I can suck a dick really good. Men have told me that I am an expert cock sucker. One of the most honoring and sexy ways a man can be pleasured is when a woman adores his cock. That describes me perfectly. Men know just by how I go about blowing him that I love it. He will know it because of my enthusiasm and I'm very passionate when giving head with all the gusto I can muster. I try to make it so incredibly intense that all I want him to say is that I give the best blowjob ever and he will remember me for it. I like to keep eye contact with a man while I am blowing him, I think it makes the act more sensual. I'll drop to my knees and look up to his eyes as I circle my tongue around the tip of his cock. I love it when he watches my mouth expertly working his cock. I love sucking a hard cock while I’m being degraded and called a slut or whore. I find it encouraging and I'll suck it harder and faster just to prove him right. I just get so turned on when I'm gagging on a hard cock. When I take a cock past my throat muscles I know it sends him into total bliss and things always get a little more intense when I allow him to fuck my mouth. It frees up my hands to play with myself. Sometimes, if I'm not using one of my toys, I'll slide my finger up my pussy and masturbate while I give him head. When I get all revved up it's hard to slow me down, and I am more than happy to try to take a cock just as deep as I can. I really get into sucking on a cock and I love making a man cum. Mmm…..the feeling and taste of a guys thick meat throbbing inside my mouth as my tongue gets busy all over its shaft and tip is enough to get me wet. I love to drink cum and I love the taste of cum. I always notice how a cock will swell and pump inside my mouth as he shoots his heavy load. I'll keep it there as it throbs and continue sucking out every drop. I have no problem eagerly swallowing everything he can give. I love it when I'm tasting cum inside my mouth...Yummy! I explode with passion and I just want more.  So many times I have immediately jumped off of a cock to suck it and lap up the few remaining drops of cum as I squeeze it out of the tip of his dick. I’m very talented and experienced in the ways of sucking. I feel it's the most powerful thing a woman can do for a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1088595264994041453?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1088595264994041453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9630.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1088595264994041453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1088595264994041453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9630.html' title='Lip Service'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3196364193528610101</id><published>2008-09-29T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:14:29.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="400" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3672%3A8%3A%3A69337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3196364193528610101?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3196364193528610101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_767.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3196364193528610101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3196364193528610101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_767.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1555952101235996840</id><published>2008-08-08T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:15:49.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A7%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D366349%3B9%3A7337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1555952101235996840?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1555952101235996840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9948.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1555952101235996840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1555952101235996840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9948.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1087668217217376480</id><published>2008-07-30T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:10:23.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youthful Vigor'/><title type='text'>Youthful Vigor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B3%3B337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Recently when working away from home I hooked up with this much younger guy. We had a great time together, dancing, laughing and drinking, he was the perfect gentleman. I could hardly wait to get him back to my hotel room and I told him so. That's when he took control by eagerly leading me by the hand to his car and drove us to the hotel. Standing behind me in my hotel room he started rubbing my shoulders, than my back. I could feel the tension leaving my body and totally relaxed into him. Then his hands started creeping lower and he started rubbing my bottom through my skirt. That did it. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I slowly bent over the chair in my hotel room and just let him massage my bottom. He then pulled my skirt over my waist and started rubbing my pussy through my pantyhose, then he pulled my pantyhose down to my knees and was rubbing my now damp panties, at one stage he pulled my panty to one side and slipped a finger in me. By now I was totally helpless. It was while he was fingering me that he must have dropped his trousers, because I could feel his cock pushing against the back of my panties. Then he reached to my side and pulled my panty down to my knees, to where my pantyhose were. After he pulled my panties down I could feel his cock pushing in between my legs, first just rubbing against my slit, then he put both his hands on my bottom and very slowly started spreading my lips apart. I could feel his cock at my opening, I thought I was going to faint but he knew I wanted his cock in me. He was so big and has a great cock. I love his cock. When he finally pushed his whole cock into me I could feel it touching inside my belly, he touched areas I never felt before. I spent a good while bent over the chair while he gripped my hips and fucked me hard. I suddenly felt an climax welling up inside of me and started shuddering with one of the biggest orgasms I've ever had. Oh the wonder that is youthful vigor. Well, we fucked in various positions that night and he made my pussy gush again and again. He brought me to so many orgasms that I couldn't keep track of them all, both orally and while screwing me. About three o'clock in the morning we finally fell asleep after hours of non-stop passionate, intense sex. There was lots of oral sex and of course, lots of fucking. He came seven times inside me leaving me heavily laden with his sperm. But he also shot a couple of sizable loads over my breasts and face. He stayed over and when I saw his morning hard on poking up from the middle of his pubic hair, I just had to wake him with my mouth around his cock. I slid down his body and gently licked and kissed the tip of his cock, slowly sucking on it and bringing more of it into my mouth. I savored the flavor of cum that is semi dry on his cock. I used my tongue to scrub the flavor from the head and shaft. I sucked him further and further into my mouth with slow luxuriant strokes. I could feel the veins bulging out as his cock is sliding through my tightly pursed lips and as I rubbed my tongue and lips up and down the shaft. He woke up with a grin on his face, which was understandable, I didn't think he would mind me waking him up with a morning blowjob. I planted my mouth on his dick, wrapping my lips tightly around his shaft. I took his cock completely into my mouth and bobbed my head on his cock, going as fast as possible and sucking as hard as I could. Needless to say, it didn't take too long before he was nearing orgasm. He grabbed my face and stroked it up and down on his cock and shot his wad in my mouth. I continued to suck him dry, which he greatly appreciated by rewarding me with a good long fuck. I was on my back and he fucked me good and proper, lifting my legs high in the air so he could enjoy the total feeling of sliding his hard cock into my pussy. The feeling of him inside me was beautiful, as he starts out slowly and increases the intensity as I begged him to cum inside me. He fucked me fast and hard for a really long time, making me cum over and over, before loading my womb with yet more sperm. Then as I lay utterly spent and heavily seeded from the night's activities as he dressed and left for work. It was one of the most amazing night of sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1087668217217376480?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1087668217217376480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6932.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1087668217217376480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1087668217217376480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6932.html' title='Youthful Vigor'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1814962845289507573</id><published>2008-07-15T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:11:11.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Fun'/><title type='text'>Good Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53999%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B63337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="429" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am very open minded when it comes to sex and kinky stuff. I've just about done it all. I don't see anything wrong with trying new things if you have a willing partner but within reason. It's never a bad thing if both parties are willing participants. In fact it can be quite fun and there is a wide variety of activities that can be from mild to wild. Extreme sadism? I've learned that it's not really my thing. But light bondage, spankings, toys, handcuffs, blindfolds, that lovely lube that gets hot when you blow on it, oh yeah! Its all in good fun! It's not always about agony, screams and huge red welts. Sometimes it's just about making certain parts more sensitive to the touch. I'm up for pretty much anything that isn't too painful. Nasty, wild, hardcore sucking and fucking make me crazy. I just can’t seem to get enough. I used to think I was a bad girl having the strong sex feelings that I have until I realized I am just a normal horny girl who likes sex and cum alot. A whole lot. But sometimes a little whore like me needs to be taught a lesson that I won’t soon forget. I'll need my butt spanked hard. It'll sting and I'll cry out, but I can hardly wait for him to slap my ass again. Sometimes I'll misbehave just for the attention and the stimulation of being spanked. I can’t help it, I feel my nipples tighten up and become erect and I feel the juices gush from my bald pussy as I'm spanked over and over again.&amp;nbsp; It's a thrill to lay naked across a man's lap, waiting in suspense as he rubs my ass before the first slap. Then anticipating the next hit, basking in the pain of the past hits, thinking whether I'm pleasing my partner and hoping that the next one doesn't land right where the last one did. For me, the losing of control and the giving up of myself to someone is such a turn on. I need to have someone telling me what to do, and making sure I do it because it gives me that thrill deep inside knowing I'm being a good girl for someone. I want to please, no, I need to please. I would be so distressed if I wasn't pleasing the man I'm with. To me, it's complimentary when he has a mind blowing orgasm and being aggressive sets the pace for the hard fucking that I enjoy. There's nothing better that steamy, raw, hardcore sex and I'm more than willing to oblige when it comes to that. I know I make him happy when I'm fucking him. I work a dick like it's the last one on Earth to achieve the ultimate goal. I want his cum, I know he wants to cum, and I'm there for him to make that happen. I don't have to wonder whether he likes it or not because I give it my all. Being a sexual servant to somebody pleases me, it makes me feel useful and needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1814962845289507573?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1814962845289507573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_4805.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1814962845289507573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1814962845289507573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_4805.html' title='Good Fun'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-4490744075092880902</id><published>2008-06-11T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:14:09.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Woman'/><title type='text'>American Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="389" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B%3A%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B47337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;While on a vacation with my best friend, I hooked up with one of the hotel staff members that I had met at a party thrown by the hotel on the beach. He was the epitome of a perfect gentleman and we hit it off right away. Later that night he escorted me to my room and gave me a long passionate kiss goodnight. He couldn't stay so I invited him up to my room after his shift since my girlfriend decided to spend the night with a guy she had met that night. That morning he was knocking at my door. I greeted him where we had left off- with a long passionate kiss. As we kissed I gave his cock a squeeze and teasingly asked if that was for me. Then I led him out onto the balcony where I had been sunbathing. The balcony overlooked the pool area that was already bustling with activities. Beyond that, I had a breathtaking view of the ocean and the beach which had lots of people swimming and playing in the brightly shining sun. I could hear the ocean waves and feel the crisp sea breeze against my face. Over to the edge of the balcony and facing away from him I leaned over the railing and caught a glimpse of everyone below. I imagined them all watching us, the outside activity only added to my excitement. I arched my back slightly then bent forward over the balcony rail. In this position I was forced to look down at the people walking around down there, and the thought that anyone could look up now and see me gave me a naughty thrill. He was softly licking my back with his tongue. His fingers drifted over the edges of my bikini, slipped under the thin fabric, and started to run up and down the crack of my ass. I moaned softly as his finger probed my most intimate area. Carefully, he removed my swimsuit bottoms. I let out a few sighs, as he was licking and kissing down my spine at the same time. My sighs were turning into quiet moans. His hands were going up and down my hips, squeezing my butt and ran between my thighs. I shifted my position, opening my legs wider as he moved in behind me, between my legs and pushed his cock deep into me. It almost took my breath away as he started to thrust forward. The feeling of his hard cock bucking in and out of me was amazing, and I pushed back against him contentedly. I heard his breathing becoming heavier, and was aware that he was getting more excited. He increased the rhythm of his thrusts, leaving me in no doubt that his orgasm was imminent. I leaned further over the balcony rail and pushed my ass back, higher in the air as he fucked me hard and fast. We had amazing sex in front of everyone sitting around the pool and all the native workers. I loved thinking that everyone down below was watching me. Knowing that only one person had to glance upwards and we would be caught. Having sex on the balcony of the hotel with guests walking around below us, made the entire adventure that much more thrilling. I told him to fuck me harder, so he placed his hands on my hips and quickened his pace. He was banging me harder than ever before and my entire body was surging forward each time he pushed his hard cock into me. I arched my back and pushed against him, trying to feel him deeper and deeper inside of me. We started moving rhythmically together. I could feel the heat building between our bodies. His groans were becoming louder as were mine, I could feel my pussy start to tighten with yet another orgasm. He lunged forward one last time, gripping my shoulders with his hands, and resting his head upon my back as he came inside of me. I could feel his hot cum shoot deep inside of me as he gave me all that he had to give. I had to bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out as I watched a couple walk by right beneath us. His body went limp and he put his arms around me tightly as he tenderly kissed the back of my shoulders. Just as soon as he left my roommate came in exclaiming what a beautiful day it was and with my bikini bottoms still wet with his cum, indeed it was. Over the past few years he has proved to be quite a stud and I always make it a point to look him up with him whenever I visit his country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-4490744075092880902?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4490744075092880902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9326.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4490744075092880902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4490744075092880902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9326.html' title='American Woman'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-7560571367871667521</id><published>2008-05-28T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:14:55.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busted'/><title type='text'>Busted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A8%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3662%3A%3B4%3B47337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was about 30 years old when I was living with my best friend and her then boyfriend, now husband. One day before she had to go to work I overheard them fucking. She was quietly moaning and I could hear the headboard banging against the wall. I got so horny listening to them that I started masturbating without even thinking about it. After a while, I realized that one hand was between my legs stroking the outside of my lips, and the other was cupping one of my tits. My whole crotch was slippery as I rubbed my slippery finger against up and down my slit. I concentrated on my clit, because it gave me the most sensation. With my other hand, I explored the sensations of stroking my tits. I rolled my hard nipples around with my palm, then squeezed them. After a few minutes of this, I began to feel a hotter feeling, starting in my crotch, but spreading throughout my entire body. It slowly intensified, becoming this tingling sort of ecstasy. After they left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I was taken by a sudden need to be penetrated so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went and found her dildo. It was very life-like and large and I used to borrow it once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; without her knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, but for some reason this time I decided to use it on their bed. I reached down into my still soaking, hot, wet pussy and spread my lips. I slipped it into my sopping wet hole about halfway and left it there for a moment, just savoring the feel of being penetrated. Soon, however, I lost myself and was slamming it in all the way, moving it in and out as fast as I could, feeling it rubbing up against my inner walls. I was slipping it in and out of my cunt rapidly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, causing squishing sounds that would have been more  audible if I hadn't been moaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; After a few minutes of this I came again, more violently than the first time. I thrashed back and forth on their bed, but that didn't stop me from fucking myself. Instead, I took my left hand from it's place on my right breast, and swished it around my clit for a while, still pumping my hole with my right but what I really wanted was to feel another kind of penetration, so as soon as I had her toy dong good and lubricated, I turned over. Supporting myself on my knees and head, I stuck my little ass way up into the air, spreading my cheeks wide, and while rubbing my clit as fast as I could, I started to slowly insert her dildo with my other hand into my asshole. Once I had it in to the hilt, I started to pump it very slowly in and out. I pumped faster and faster, realizing that this sensation was better than the one I was causing in my cunt. I was soon pumping my asshole for all I was worth. The warm feeling began again, centering both on my pussy and my asshole. I was about to have my third orgasm when I opened my eyes I saw her boyfriend just standing in the doorway staring at me. I never even heard him come in! He was rubbing his hard cock over his pants while he watched me. He startled me when I first saw him, but what could I do? He was just as surprised as I was. Neither of us said anything and I just sat motionless as he walked over to me, pulled out his cock and I eagerly gobbled it up. I thought I could still taste her pussy on it. While I was sucking him he started fucking my pussy with her dildo. I was just about to come when he asked if he could try something. I told him he could do anything he wanted. He put me on my hands and knees and fucked me from behind with her toy some more. He started licking my asshole and just as I was going to come he slid his cock deep into my ass. A few strokes later he stressed that he was going to cum. I wiggled my ass back into him and begged for his cum. When he blew his load in my ass I had the most incredible orgasm. Ever since then we fucked every chance we got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-7560571367871667521?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7560571367871667521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3171.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7560571367871667521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7560571367871667521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_3171.html' title='Busted'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8504164425603107074</id><published>2008-05-17T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:15:42.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Cum Slut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Happy Cum Slut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="400" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5398%3A%3Enu%3D3663%3E655%3E%3B85%3E2754655%3C76246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A friend of mine was sitting on the couch while I was strip teasing for him down to a white teddy (that I has just bought earlier that day), white stockings and matching high heeled sandals. I looked like a redheaded angel. I sat beside him and started running my fingers down the back of his neck and nibbling his ear as I unsnapped the crotch of my teddy. He dipped his finger into my overflowing juices and circled his finger around in my hole. He withdrew his finger and suddenly poked it up my asshole. When I felt his finger slide into my ass it put me over the top. Then he fingered me harder and worked two more fingers into me. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan. He brought his hand it up to my mouth and I hummed as I slowly sucked on each finger, tasting myself. Then he stood me up and leaned me over so my hands were on the edge of the coffee table, supporting me. He took off his pants and dropped his underwear. He felt my smooth round ass, raised his open hand and brought it down on my ass with a loud smack. I squealed as the painful pleasure ran up my spine. When he grabbed my hips and I felt the tip of his cock at the edge of my asshole, I begged for him to fuck me. He spread my ass cheeks wide with his thumbs, pulled back and rammed his cock deep into my ass. I screamed as the incredible pain turned to incredible pleasure and my quivering ass stretched to the width of his giant cock. He paused for a moment, allowing my asshole adjust to it's fullness, then he swiftly pulled back and jammed his cock back in. I moaned and screamed as the pain and pleasure renewed itself and after the third time, he fiercely pumped his cock in and out of me with increasing speed. He grabbed my hair in a clinched fist and pulled my head way back. Again and again he reamed me out until he buried his throbbing cock deep and shot his cum inside. My knees felt weak but my hands never moved from the coffee table until he removed his cock, turned me around and commanded me to clean my ass off his dick. I squatted down in front of him and went to work. I opened my mouth and licked from the head of his cock down to his balls. Then I started sucking on the head and slowly edged his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. While I did this, some of his cum had oozed from my ass, leaving a small puddle underneath me. Seeing that, he demanded I clean it up too. On all fours, I eagerly lapped up every drop of his love juice from the floor while he told me how happy he was with his little cum slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8504164425603107074?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8504164425603107074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8035.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8504164425603107074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8504164425603107074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8035.html' title='Happy Cum Slut'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2855860184454282031</id><published>2008-05-07T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:16:28.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Idea'/><title type='text'>Great Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3A4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C958%3A%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My best friend and myself decided to go clubbing where we met a couple of guys. We danced really sexy for them  all evening, grinding on them and teasing them, we had even kissed several times and my best friend seemed to be enjoying the flavor her new friend too. We were all having a great time together. Later in the ladies room my best friend and I agreed that these guys deserved to have some fun with us so she invited them over to her place. We returned to her house and started making out with our dance partners. Me with mine and my girl friend with her guy. They disappeared to her room and soon after I led my guy to her spare bedroom. Standing in the middle of the room he had taken my blouse and bra off and was kissing my boobs. When he ran his hand inside my panties he knew how horny I was. He found just the right spot and in no time I was his to do anything with. We undressed and laid down on the bed. The foreplay was unbelievable and so was the sex. We fucked for a long time and he kept telling me to stop and hold still so he wouldn't cum. We would wait a few minutes, prolonging his pleasure by stopping me occasionally, then go back to it each time more intense. He fucked me in so many different positions and I really got into it. At one point he had one hand around my face and the other holding my leg up so he could get at me. I was relying on him to tell me each time when to slow down as I was cumming and cumming. Finally as he was thrusting harder and faster getting closer to blowing his load, he thrust real deep and blew his cum deep into my pussy, triggering another orgasm deep inside of me. He groaned as he exploded sending his hot cum into my womb. I could feel his dick throbbing inside my swollen pussy as he came, and it made me feel totally used and satisfied. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up then my girl friend came in to use the toilet. We giggled and talked briefly about our experiences then told me she had an idea. She's always coming up with some wild things to do. She suggested that we trade guys. It was such a naughty idea, I thought it was perfect! We could help but silently snicker as we went our separate ways to opposite rooms, I nervously entered her room and before he realized what was happening I crawled into bed on top of him. Starting with his neck, I kiss lick and nip my way down to his nipples, slowly down his belly working my way down to his cock. I licked my lips and started tonguing his cock from the base to the tip. Reaching the crown, I circled it before taking the entire cock in my mouth. Not only could I taste the remains of his cum on his cock, I could also detect the flavor of my best friend's pussy mixed into the residue. I found the taste to be tolerable, and I set to work to get him ready to fuck again. I gripped the base of his cock with one hand and slowly started washing his cock with my mouth. I continued to carefully bathe his cock as he reached out to my dangling tits and rubbed them. This seemed to do the trick as I felt his cock grow to a full erection in my mouth. He pulled me off of his dick and moved me into the doggie position. Wiggling my buns at him, he brought his hands to my hips and knelt behind me letting his stiff cock bounce against my ass. Taking one hand, he guided the head of his cock to my pussy and thrust his hips forward. As lubricated as I was, he was able to fully penetrate me with his first thrust. Holding onto my hips he began his steady pumping. One of the things that I enjoy about getting fucked doggy style was that I had more freedom to participate in the action as I pushed my ass back at him on his forward thrusts. Since both of us had already cum that evening, we were able to take things real slow, our coupling lacked the urgency. He reached under me and cupped and squeezed my swaying breasts. This got me excited and I stepped up my pace. My breaths became shorter and I took one of my hands and started playing with my randy clit. Before long, I was starting to feel a warm glow radiate from my clit to my tits and to my face as my orgasm started to flow through my body. I pushed my ass back at his pistoning groin and just held it there. However, my orgasm did not subside, rather it intensified as my arm gave way and my face collapsed on the mattress. My orgasm slackened but now the angle that he was slamming his cock into me had changed. That started me with another round of shocks. This time, however, I felt his cock twitch as his semen flowed out of his balls and down his pipeline into my waiting pussy. I continued to cum as his cock shrank and he withdrew his manhood from my pussy. We were spent and drifted off to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2855860184454282031?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2855860184454282031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_5754.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2855860184454282031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2855860184454282031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_5754.html' title='Great Idea'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1578544978445175477</id><published>2008-05-02T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:17:19.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rough Enough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Rough Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="439" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3C4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3668963383337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went home with a guy I had just met in a bar where things got a little crazy the moment we walked in the door of his apartment. He grabbed me and we started kissing wildly then he stopped kissing me, forced me down to my knees and unzipped his fly. He pulled out the largest cock I had ever seen, it must have been all of ten inches and very thick. He looked down at me with a hard, chilling look and said "Suck it bitch", I slowly took the huge monster in my mouth and sucked him hard. I withdrew with a smacking sound for a second to catch my breath and noticed my lipstick mark surrounding the massive member. He pulled my head back and stuck his rod in my mouth again, shoving it deep in my throat. I did all I could do to keep from choking on it. Slowly my throat relaxed and I was able to take more and more of him. I had my hand wrapped completely around its base and I still had six inches in my throat. He grabbed my head and began fucking my face, pushing my hand away so that he could get more inside of me. I gagged and gagged as his cock was forced all the way down my throat. "Yeah bitch, that's it, take it all in", he said to me grinning. He would pull out occasionally and let me catch my breath, starting up again as soon as he thought I was ready. Finally he let loose a torrent of cum into my mouth, I started gagging and choking but he held me down. Finally he lets me up and I gag and cough. Some of his cum even came out of my nose I gagged so much but I managed to swallow a good bit of it. Laughing, he pushed me aside and left me on the floor catching my breath. I felt totally violated yet thrilled that I swallowed almost all of his huge cock and I was able to please him. I approached him sitting on the sofa. He said, "I'm not done with you yet." and pulled me roughly between his legs, turned my back to him, and while aiming his cock at my pussy he sat me down on his dick. I knew what to do and I started riding his entire length up and down on his cock. A few seconds had passed when he pushed me off of him and told me he wanted to fuck my sweet little ass. I bent over for him and spread my ass cheeks in his face as he spit and lubed my asshole with his saliva. With my legs together while standing between his, I held my ass open and squatted down, gradually stretching and forcing my ass around his cock. I relished the feeling of being opened up and filled with his hot dick as I slid my tight little hole ever so slowly down his long thick shaft. "You like that better, don't you?" he growled. He must have realized I was enjoying this but I was too involved to answer and began to moan, quietly at first, and then louder. I worked his cock in and out of my asshole while he remained motionless, fucking myself, using his huge dick like a dildo. I clenched on his cock with my muscles as I rode him for all I was worth, pressing my ass down onto his lap with all my weight then lifting, practically standing, all the way to its tip. It felt so good sawing that meaty cock in and out of my ass. Eventually he gripped me by my hips and forced me to speed up my motion by pushing and pulling me faster and faster on his cock. It was all I could do to hold on to his knees, literally squealing from his profound anal attack, and to keep up with the pace he wanted. He never thrusted up into me, he just frantically jacked his dick off with my asshole as I exploded with my own orgasm. It didn't take very long after that before he pulled my hips down hard into his lap and shot his sticky cum up into my asshole. I just stayed there, no longer bouncing up and down in his lap, keeping his cock planted firmly all the way up my asshole until he caught his breath and pushed me off of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1578544978445175477?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1578544978445175477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2281.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1578544978445175477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1578544978445175477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2281.html' title='Rough Enough'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-6630872881633040818</id><published>2008-04-19T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:18:31.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Hard'/><title type='text'>Road Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3C2%3Enu%3D3662%3E462%3E887%3E2753462978246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt" width="429" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This guy I've been seeing loves it when I show off just as much as I love doing it. On the way back home from an Sunday afternoon on the East Coast I found it wasn't very difficult to break the monotony of a long road trip, especially since he since he was stroking my bare thigh. Higher and higher he gently caressed, setting me off with tingling feelings until he eventually was rubbing my pussy through my shorts. While I was enjoying his attention, I laid my seat back and closed my eyes, letting him work his magic as I fell into a relaxed, yet aroused, trance. After a while I decided to take over and put on a little show for him by stripping off my shorts and panties. Then with my feet on the dashboard I fingered my clit slowly but surely. As my temperature continued to rise I unbuttoned my top and took my breasts out of my bra. My other hand massaged my breasts and gently pinched my nipples as they got harder and harder. I brought one to my mouth for a little self suckling. He was having a hard time keeping his eyes on the road. For a little extra fun, he would turn on the overhead light and slow down to ride beside each truck we passed. The honks from the lonely truckers proved they had a nice view. What a rush! He must have showed me to dozens of truckers while I kept fingering myself with legs spread, my back arched, my breasts standing out from my chest. I was licking my lips and biting my lower lip as I made sure they could see me working my fingers into myself. Finally I could take it no longer and by rubbing my clit as fast as I could, my orgasm rushed from my body. I could detect, from my grinning friend, the growing bulge in his lap but I had to rest for a few minutes before I could enjoy pleasuring him. I wanted to favor my man with nice hand job and finish him off with a blow job that would blow his mind and definitely something else. I reached for his crotch and unbuttoned then unzipped his pants. I reached in and pulled out his stiffened cock. It was as hard as ever. I thought that he must have enjoyed my little show as much as I did. I began stroking his cock teasingly at first, then with authority. Of course my tits and pussy were still exposed so I am sure he loved the visual stimulation as well. After a couple miles of stroking and caressing I had to have it in my watering mouth. I got on my knees in the passenger seat and leaned over, sticking my ass up in the air as my head was now in his lap. I heard another trucker's horn as I swallowed his cock. I giggled around his cock in my mouth. That poor man must have got quite an eyeful. I licked the entire shaft from top to bottom and flicked the head. My tongue swirled the head several times and then I swallowed him, sucking deliberately as I slid his cock in and out of my mouth. It felt so hot and I could feel his bulging veins on my tongue. He loves a sloppy juicy blow job and that's just what he got by creating a good suction as if it was stuck to the roof of my mouth. I ran my tongue up his shaft and swirled the tip of my tongue around the rim of his head before slowly sliding my mouth down over his cock and sucked hard as I slowly bring my mouth back to his head. I go for a while switching between long slow strokes as far down his shaft as I can go and short fast strokes over his head with several stops to roll my tongue around his head, popping his cock in and out of my mouth. I wondered how long could he last. He had blown his wad three times already that day so I assumed his balls would be drained. But I didn't care because I love sucking his cock just as much as having it fill my pussy. I eagerly sucked his cock the remaining few miles home. I even fingered myself to another orgasm while I sucked on his dick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-6630872881633040818?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6630872881633040818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_1985.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6630872881633040818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6630872881633040818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_1985.html' title='Road Hard'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2322695494376791587</id><published>2008-04-16T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:19:14.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Toy Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B2%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D366939%3B689337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sometimes I insert odd things in my pussy, mostly just my own fingers but occasionally other objects like cucumbers and my hairbrush handle. I've even used a baseball bat on an alcohol fueled dare. Once a boyfriend wanted to see if I could do it with an empty beer bottle. I licked the bottle seductively, trying to get it extra wet, and then I stood up on the lower rungs of a bar stool and placed the bottle under my panties and I started to slide it into my pussy. When I knew it was about halfway in, I slowly sat down and the bottle disappeared into my cunt and filled me up. My cheeks were flat on the seat and there was no doubt the bottle was all the way up inside me. I could have filled that bottle with cum. I have bouts of frequent masturbation. I masturbate quite a lot and then would try to cut down, and not succeed. Sometimes I get so busy that I'll forget about it for awhile and slow down and then I'll find myself masturbating a lot again. Usually the more I do it the more I want to. Every once in awhile I make myself sore with rubbing and have to give it a rest for a couple of days. The first few times I masturbated, I was too overwhelmed with the discovery of orgasms to fantasize at all. Since then, I’ve fantasized more often than not. Sometimes the masturbating would arise out of the fantasizing, and sometimes I'll masturbate just because I'm randomly aroused and end up fantasizing. I love to masturbate and will continue to do so. I really like to fuck myself up my ass too.  One partner likes to have me get on all fours as he fingers my asshole and watch me as I masturbate. It feel so hot and wonderful cumming that way that I often rub my clit vigorously while having anal sex. Having a regular sex life does not make me stop masturbating, although I think it does reduce the frequency a bit. Mostly I masturbate in bed before I go to sleep, but also often in the bath or shower. I like to straddle the edge of the bath tub with one leg inside the tub and one out and slowly rock back and forth. It also makes great suction noises when I get the edge wet first and it works even  better with a great feeling of slippery wetness that drives my senses wild. Sometimes I'll be so horny that I'll go for it in other places like in the car or at work if the urge strikes me. At work is a risky thrill. I have a vibrator/dildo that I use and after working myself up and getting my pussy so wet it is dripping, I'll go to the bathroom at work and put my dildo in my throbbing pussy. Then I go back to my desk and try to concentrate. It is such a thrilling feeling to be penetrated and no one being the wiser. One of my favorite things to do at home is to fuck my pussy with a huge dildo. I love being so full and stretched. It's like every nerve in my pussy is firing at the same time and I can feel the pleasure of the penetration throughout my body. Without fail I moan loudly as it bottoms out inside me, the plastic balls attached to it pressing against my ass. I have to give myself a minute to adjust to the size and, although it sounds a little abusive, I begin fucking my hot hole furiously, pumping it in and out of me at a ridiculous rate. I love the sensation of it pulling against my pussy lips and I simply can’t get enough of it. I also enjoy my suction cup dildo. I can stick it anywhere and fuck it good. This thing is so realistic it’s scary. I love the way it feels inside me. I can feel the head slide in, my god it’s good. I like to stick it to the floor and ride it until I cum all over it. I have quite a few sex toys and I totally enjoy using them. It's even better when I let men use them on me. I've even named a few of them after men that have impressed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2322695494376791587?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2322695494376791587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2798.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2322695494376791587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2322695494376791587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2798.html' title='Toy Box'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3151751353562279747</id><published>2008-04-13T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:19:56.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cunny Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Cunny Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5399%3A%3Enu%3D3662%3E3%3C9%3E8%3A%3B%3E27533%3C999%3C246ot1lsi" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Long ago I worked at a strip club for a brief period of time. I really enjoyed working the customers and just basically being wildly seductive. Every couple of minutes one of the guys would tip me for extra special attention in the form of me wrapping my legs around their neck, rubbing my breast past their face or waving my crotch inches from their face, coaxing more cash from their wallets. They would say thank you as they put the singles in my garter or my thong as if giving me a present. Some guys would smirk and put the singles in their mouths and I would pull the bills out with my cleavage or ass crack.&amp;nbsp; Of course, my job was to help provide men with a fantasy in a short period of time. The better and quicker I was able to do that, the  more tips I could earn. After my dance set I would mingle and flirt with the customers. It was fun and paid well too. I'll never forget the night I met this really cute guy. He mentioned that he was there with some friends and that this scene isn’t normally his thing. He paid me the twenty dollars for a lap dance and he enjoyed it very much. I was like trying to grind his dick off or something. He even tipped me then asked for my number, so I gave it to him, which is something I would rarely do but he was just gorgeous! Then he asked me how much for head. I never have done this at work and rarely for money but a few of the other girls have, so I told him fifty dollars. He tells me no one's ever been able to make him cum doing that before. I joked saying that I can change all that. We laughed and then he says if I make him cum, he'll give me one hundred dollars but if I can't then I'll only get forty. I have always been able to make a guy cum and I figured he was just playing around so I said ok. I motioned for him to pay the guy at the stairway for access to the VIP area then dragged him upstairs. The VIP area was just a brick wall room separating a lit area and a dark area with a few secluded booth type areas. Once upstairs, I sat him down and immediately got to work. I proceeded to jack him to hardness. When he was up I put a rubber in my mouth and positioned it across the inside of my pursed lips. Leaning over to engulf his prick, I slowly unrolled the condom down his cock, using only my lips and tongue. and started sucking with varying techniques. I sucked on him like I was dying and the antidote was in his dick. I almost gave up once after I sucked on him for over thirty minutes. I paused and asked him if he would please cum for me. He tells me that he almost came a couple of times so I continued sucking him with even more effort for about another fifteen minutes. No special techniques, just head bobbing and caressing but with such vigor the entire time. I was getting desperate because I knew I needed to get back out on the floor and was really working him over aggressively. I guess he was feeling sorry for me and offers to fuck me for sixty dollars. I said that we can go all the way for the full hundred. He counter offered with eighty dollars, it's normally eighty for all the way. It was kind of a slow night and at the time no one else was in the VIP area so I was ok with it. I sat on his beautiful cock and rode him good. I was bouncing, grinding and wiggling my ass like a pro. I ended up standing in front of him, bent completely over with my hands flat on the floor and rapidly honey pumped his dick with every ounce of energy I could give. He said it was quite a show, watching my ass bob up and down as I fucked myself on his cock hard and fast. Thank God he finally came. I know I did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3151751353562279747?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3151751353562279747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9032.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3151751353562279747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3151751353562279747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9032.html' title='Cunny Money'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3524034449209807652</id><published>2008-03-26T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:20:34.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Player'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Role Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5399%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36636278%3C%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I enjoy role playing with this guy I know. We really have fun with a prostitute type of play and we make it as realistic as possible. It's my favorite role play with him and I totally get into the role. I'll dress up provocatively, from top to bottom, with all the seductive means I can think of like skirts short enough to expose my stocking tops, tight fitting tops that are cut real low and short, of course my stripper heels and way too much jewelry and make up. I look like a real Beverly Hills hooker! He likes for me to meet with him somewhere in public. Sometimes on a street corner other times in a bar. It turns us both on when he makes me wait, sometimes I'm left waiting for quite a while. The anticipation waiting for him is extremely titillatingly. I'm not allowed to drive to meet him, he makes me walk several blocks from my house or take a taxi to wherever he wants to meet and wait for him to pick me up. Sometimes he calls me after I've waited for him and changes the location of our rendezvous so I'll have to walk a few more blocks to meet him. The feeling is indescribable as people honk and whistle when they drive by, I feel totally exposed. I've even been propositioned a few times! Finally when he shows up we'll make the deal through the car window. He tells me exactly what he wants and expects from me which I'm more than happy to oblige. A lot of times he likes to make a stop at a bar or restaurant just to show me off. He insists that I cling to him and stay in character. I have a lot of fun making a big show of it by smacking my chewing gum, nibbling on his ear and showing off my body when we're out in public. He'll take me to his place or usually to a cheap hotel and I'll work him like a pro every time, submitting to my man. He knows exactly what he plans to do to me and does it and I allow him to take his baby doll in so many different positions, any way he wants. I love it! When I'm being fucked I start getting extremely loud. It's a huge turn to think that there are people outside the room who could hear my pleasure. He treats me like such a whore, he fucks me hard and rough and does not take any shit from me and he’s so damned good in bed. He cares about pleasing me and getting me off just as much as he does about getting his own pleasure and as long as he keeps screwing me the way he does, I’ll do anything he wants me to. He even pays me for the "services" performed with a little extra shopping money. He always leaves me feeling like a true slut. It's great fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3524034449209807652?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3524034449209807652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_5674.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3524034449209807652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3524034449209807652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_5674.html' title='Role Player'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-8782573467607379914</id><published>2008-02-20T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:21:19.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fit To Be Tied'/><title type='text'>Fit To Be Tied</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5397%3B%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C9587%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I met him through a friend of mine, he was in town only for a little while and we had gone out the night before but nothing really happened except for making out with him. On the last night of his vacation, he had invited me out again and after a great evening together I suggested for him to take me back to his hotel room. We were kissing passionately in the elevator and we were both worked up pretty good by the time we made it inside his room. I did a little striptease for him, down to wearing only my corset, stockings and heels while he poured us a drink. He then reached into his suitcase and took out several items. I started getting wet when I saw them, I knew what was about to happen. I willingly did as I was told as he bound my wrists to each of my ankles with leather restraints then he put a ball gag in my mouth. He took his time elaborately tying me with ropes to the bed so that my legs were spread wide and my ass was raised high in the air. I could not move but I was overflowing with anticipation and felt a little scared being in such a vulnerable position. I could hear the sound of his zipper being undone. Next there was the sound of him spitting into his hand and again on my asshole after which he applied his saliva to his rod. I felt it against my anal opening as he was rubbing his hard cock on my little rosebud. Then he slowly began to push against my resistance. The pain was intense as he again pushed into me. My sphincter was preventing its entry and I knew it wouldn't be long before I would be impaled on his monster. I tried to relax and accept him as he continued to push into me. As his cock was slowly gaining entry it hurt like hell, I honestly thought he was going to rip me apart. The head had pushed past my opening and was now on its way to where he wanted it to be. He slowly inched his way deeper and deeper as my anal tunnel gripped it tightly. I thought I would black out as the pain was now burning my insides. His monster cock was tearing me open. I thought that it would wreck my anal canal and I was worried the damage would be permanent. His cock was now almost completely inside me but by then I had loosened up and the pain started to ease. He gripped my hips tight and pulled back a little then shoved himself forward. plunging relentlessly into me. I let out a muffled yelp and strained against the ropes as he jammed his massive rod into my backside. Finally he was now fully inside me, he repeatedly slapped my ass as he started to fuck my ass. I was impaled on his cock and he was in complete control but I was so turned on at the thought of being his bitch that I pretended I was being raped in some dirty place against my will. I started pushing my bottom back into his thrusts and my body was now a willing object of his advances. I wanted to be fucked, I wanted to cum, and more than ever I wanted his cum inside me. I could hear myself moan into my gag as he pushed and pulled his entire cock out of my body then plunge himself all the way back in. His rhythm intensified. I knew he was now close to shooting his load into me. I too was close and I wanted him to finish me off. His next thrust would do the trick and he cried out as the first lot of cum shot deep inside my bowel. He continued to fuck me making sure that every last drop of his cum would remain inside me. He had finished and pulled out of me. I could feel his cum ooze from my anal opening. I was helpless, unable to move or speak, just laying there as he rested, waiting for him to defile me again. He fucked me several more times before dawn. At one point he sat down on the bed in front of me, removed the gag and pushed my head down toward his massive cock. He grabbed my hair and guided me up and down on his cock. At some point in time I must of passed out because when I woke up I was lying on the bed with none of the restraints on.&amp;nbsp; It felt like my whole body was covered with his dried cum. My ass was incredibly sore and cum was dripping from it as well as my well plowed pussy. It was even caked in my hair. He was gone but he left two hundred dollars in the bra of my corset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-8782573467607379914?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8782573467607379914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2130.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8782573467607379914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/8782573467607379914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_2130.html' title='Fit To Be Tied'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1367935279659284936</id><published>2008-02-17T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:22:00.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Face It'/><title type='text'>Lets Face It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp5398%3A%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B52337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know my way around very well when it comes to taking care of men. I’ve had a lot of experience and know what it takes to make a man feel good. I'll do anything for a man's cum with energy and enthusiasm. There just isn't anything I like better then working on a horny guy's cock. I think of it as my duty to let the man cum anywhere he likes. Sometimes after getting pounded by a big hard dick, I like to scoop the cum out of my pussy and eat the sweet mixture of his cum and my juices.Whenever shoots a big, fat load all over my pussy I like play with his cum and my pussy at the same time. I'll rub that creamy load all over my sopping wet cunt and finger myself with his jizz then lick my fingers in ecstasy. If he prefers to cum on these tits then that's ok too. The feeling of hot cum on my skin is amazing. I love facials, creampies and cum just all over me. Facials are fun, and they're so hot. I like rubbing his dick and balls on my face after he cums, smearing his load all over and as any horny slut should, I'll happily lick and suck his dick and balls clean. It makes me feel a bit kinky, like a dirty slut, which is totally hot. I feel that the act of receiving a facial is an act of subservience. It's the sexy touch of submissiveness that adds to the pleasure and indicates to him that I am truly in love with his cock to the point that I'm even willing to take his hot load to the face. I can’t tell you enough how much I love getting covered in cum. I think it's the kind of thing that most women like more than they are willing to admit. I'll literally beg for him to cum on my face and I'm only happy to agree and oblige when a guy is standing over me calling me a whore, bitch, etc. while he shoots his hot jizz. Cum facials are the best thing any well-fucked chick can ask a man to do. The dirtiest way to finish fucking a cum slut is to cum on her pretty face and that's just what I want. There is a certain element of sexual degradation to it, that's why I like it. If he so desires that I cum with him, I do everything possible to ensure his request. Normally, I allow him the pleasure of cumming first, and then if he wishes to suck on my clitty or watch me masturbate, that is fine as well just as long as I get to milk those beautiful balls, that's all I care about. I do it because making him happy is important to me and I want it so badly. For me, happiness is making a man cum and having the ability to make a man cum. It feels so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1367935279659284936?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1367935279659284936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_653.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1367935279659284936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1367935279659284936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_653.html' title='Lets Face It'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2001664115762421441</id><published>2008-02-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:22:42.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fist Pumped'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'>Fist Pumped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53986%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D367354%3C642337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How I got mixed up with this guy I do not know, but after several sessions of oral and fucking, we'd pretty much have done it all. One evening I crawled over to him, playfully asking him what he was going to do with this bad girl. He takes me by the arm and pulls me over his knee. I lie across his lap, arms out-stretched in front of me. I can feel his cock pressing against my tummy, his strong legs supporting me and my own heart pounding in my chest. The first slap to the left cheek of my ass makes me jump. I can feel the heat of it as the first of many red marks appear there. He spanks me for what feels like hours, but probably only lasts a few minutes. I was loving it! There's no pause of any length between each slap, alternating between each cheek of my ass. It feels like it's on fire and the slaps continue to rain down on my buttocks. Slowly, gently, his hand strokes small circles across my buttocks. I can feel the heat spreading from my ass to my pussy, the pain is bizarre, all across my buttocks are stinging, burning, yet I have a hot aching in my now dripping pussy. A finger strokes across my asshole and down to the folds of my pussy. His finger presses slightly, pushing in to find just how wet my cunt is. His finger slips easily into my hole. I can hear the noise of the juices as they are forced out by the insertion of his finger. A second finger joins the first. I groan as I feel the familiar surge of my body accepting him. My hips are grinding into his legs, wanting to help him get his fingers deeper inside me. With his free hand he moves it under me, across my chest and helps me to stand up, still with his fingers inside my dripping cunt. He maneuvers me onto the bed, laying me on my back, my legs as far apart as possible. He told me he was going to fuck my pussy make me cum with his fist. I swear that turned me on so much that I got twice as wet. Now I have to admit his hands are huge and I was a bit nervous. He got out lube and poured generous amounts on his hand. Then he shoved his two fingers back in me fast and hard and began fucking me with them. He pulled them out and applied more lube to his hand. Then he shoved four fingers in. Now I have to say he wasn't being slow or gentle.  The forcefulness alone was turning me on and my pussy was just oozing. He said to get ready and with that I felt his fist being pushed into me. He had to twist and push at the same time. I felt him stretching me completely. He poured more lube on the rest of his hand and continued to push and twist. After a couple of minutes I felt my pussy open up and his fist slid in. I have never felt anything so huge and so wonderful inside me. I was so full that he had to just let his fist sit for a minute. He said when I was ready he was going to prepare my pussy for the best fucking it had ever had. I told him I was ready. He began by twisting his fist inside me. This alone was driving me wild. He withdrew his fist and I had an immediate empty feeling. This didn't last long because he pushed his fist back in this time harder than the first. I let out a scream. He stopped and asked me if I was ok. I said yes I have never felt anything this awesome in my life. I think he knew I was not ready for that yet and he slowly pulled out and pushed back in a little faster. He continued doing this until my pussy was easily opening up for him. He added a little more lube to his hand and then asked if I was ready. I was speechless from the feeling in my pussy all I could do was shake my head. This is when he began to give my pussy the fisting of a lifetime. He slowly worked his way up to where he was punch fucking me. I was in a complete trance. I have never heard me scream so loud during sex. I was begging him to fuck me to use my pussy like he never had before. Now I am not a quiet person during sex but not a screamer either but this day I was. It took about one minute of him really fucking my pussy and I was cumming like never before. He started telling me to cum on his fist and boy was I ever. My pussy was just oozing. He told me he was going to fuck me like that until I begged him to stop. I was on such a sexual high I couldn't even speak. I was just screaming fuck me. I think my orgasm was continuous. It got to the point I couldn't breathe it was so intense. I had to grab his arm and stop him because I couldn't talk. He stopped with his fist deep inside me. He just left it there while I caught my breath and my orgasm slowed. He asked me if I was ok and I managed to say yes. Then he did something that set me off again. He leaned down and sucked on my clit. This sent me reeling into another orgasm only this time I squirted all over his hand. My pussy was just gushing. He looked up at me and said that was the most amazing thing ever. He sat there for a minute and then slowly began to pull his fist out. When it was out I had this horrible empty feeling. We laid together on the bed catching our breaths. His cock was rock hard from what he had just done to me and asked if I was up for it. I honestly wasn't sure if I could take him fucking me after the assault he had just given me. But I wanted his cum inside me. I told him I wanted him doggy style. Once I was ready he slid his cock in hard. It was like every nerve ending inside my pussy was at peek arousal. Once he had it deep inside me he slapped my ass so hard it made me jump. I liked it. I moaned which he took as a sign to fuck me. He was really getting into it good when I felt him slap my ass again. This time I felt a tingle in my pussy when he did it. Every so often he would give my ass a good slap and with each one I felt my orgasm grow stronger. Then he gave me the hardest one of all and that threw me into another orgasm. I let out a scream and heard him say that my pussy just got so tight. With that I felt him push his cock in deep and felt it begin to spasm. It felt like he pumped loads of cum inside me. We laid on the bed both of us totally exhausted. I thanked him for the best sexual experience ever. I was totally soaked with all the cum running out of me. Both his and mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2001664115762421441?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2001664115762421441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6051.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2001664115762421441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2001664115762421441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6051.html' title='Fist Pumped'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-6510550222957614793</id><published>2008-01-30T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:23:35.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Endings'/><title type='text'>Happy Endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="409" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53988%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3663%3B%3A%3C%3A%3C5337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love getting fucked doggy style and I know guys love it too but that’s not the only reason I love it from behind. It’s probably my favorite position because it’s so easy for men to take their dick out of my dripping pussy and slip it into my tight ass. With all my cunt juice coating his cock, it usually just slips right in. When that thick mushroom head slides into my asshole I cum almost instantly. Once I got used to it, I realized it's better than vaginal and it literally gives me some of the best orgasms ever. I started having anal sex with an ex-boyfriend when I was nineteen and have never looked back since. In fact I find myself having fantasies about the anticipation, the slow stretching,  and the moment when I'm finally opened. I love the feeling of a cock in my ass and my puckered little asshole loves being stretched with a big cock or the occasional fist. It's all so damn wicked and I always look forward to giving myself to a man this way. I have anal sex at least once or twice a week so that my asshole stays relaxed and ready for the next session. It's a regular part of my sex life and I would never do without it. I have actually asked to have my ass reamed good and hard. I personally like to be held face down and while I am spreading my ass cheeks wide for him and have it forced on me. Nothing turns me on more than a man that will take complete control of me and use my body in any way that brings him pleasure. There is something I just adore about being used as a fuck toy. It causes me to feel that I am simply an object for his pleasure and this in turn makes me feel well used and reinforces my submissive behavior. Just give me time to adjust and after a few minutes I can take it hard and rough. I love to try to wiggle my ass as he is fucking me just to add to his sensations. The feeling is exquisite when I rub my clit wildly while it slides in and out. I have had the best orgasms ever when he goes balls deep while he is slapping my ass and playing with my clit, it just drives me crazy. A lot times I have also used a dildo up my pussy while I'm getting fucked in the ass. It’s very erotic and I have multiple orgasms this way every time. When he's ready to cum I egg him on, begging for his cum in my ass, either by wanking into my gaping asshole or even better, cumming deep inside me with hard thrusts. The feeling of cum oozing out of my ass is simply divine. If they want me to get really nasty, I'll squeeze all his cum back out and lick his cum or rub it into my skin before I suck his cock clean. I'm such a nasty slut. It all may seem a little dirty but it's the taboo, the dirty aspects of it that always make me feel naughty and being a totally submissive little ass whore that makes it even more fun and leaves me so totally sated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-6510550222957614793?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6510550222957614793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8181.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6510550222957614793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/6510550222957614793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_8181.html' title='Happy Endings'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2231636136945224209</id><published>2008-01-22T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:10:17.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images5a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp63595%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D37724375%3A9337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="449" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2231636136945224209?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2231636136945224209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/01/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2231636136945224209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2231636136945224209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2011/01/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1461675382038840894</id><published>2008-01-18T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:24:18.698-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milked Dry'/><title type='text'>Milked Dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53997%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B54337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="429" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went out with this guy I had met on the internet a short while ago. After a typical dinner and a movie style date we ended up back at my place. We were kissing in a steamy make out session when he broke out of it to excuse himself to use the bathroom. A couple of minutes later he found me naked (except for my high heeled sandals) sitting on the edge of the bed, pinching my nipples and watching him as he entered my bedroom wearing only his boxers. I grinned at him then got to my knees and pulled his boxers to his ankles. I wasn't really all that attracted to him but in that moment, I needed cum, anyway I could get it. I took his already hard and quite thick cock into my mouth and administered a sloppy wet blowjob. I took as much as possible into my mouth, cramming it all the way in, and then removed it and licked up and down the shaft. After alternating these for about three minutes, I took the head in my mouth and sucked as hard as I could, while pumping the shaft with my hand rapidly. He came into my mouth, and I swallowed it all, my reflexes forced it down by the chemical need for sperm that is instilled in me. Immediately after ingesting the cum, I began to feel a tingling sensation as my orgasm enveloped my whole body. Also, I immediately felt hornier and my craving for cum increased immensely, so I pushed him back onto the bed. I knew he would immediately feel like falling asleep, but I had other needs, so I again sucked his cock until he had another raging hard on. Then I got in bed on my hands and knees and he took the hint and pushed into me with little finesse, he just plunged in. Luckily, I was already quite wet and I didn't really want finesse anyway, I just needed his cum. It felt so good to be filled with his warm flesh. I wiggled and pushed my butt back against him, intensifying his strokes. He pounded my pussy for less than ten minutes, then pushed himself in deep and shot his wad into me. Once again, I turned around and started to suck him off to keep him hard. It took longer this time, and I had to put some effort into it. Eventually, though, he was hard enough and I turned back around, again presenting my shaved little pussy to be fucked. He went to it more slowly. Soon a familiar feeling had come over me and I howled and came all over his dick but after almost ten more minutes I was rewarded with another hot load. My cunt felt warm and sticky. When I tried to get him hard again, I was unable. I took his limp cock into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, sucking as hard as I could, but even after about five minutes of this, he still couldn't get it up. I was desperate. I needed more cum, and my mind was racing to find some way of inducing an erection. Suddenly, I thought of one fantasy that most guys had but few girls will ever let them try and asked him if he would fuck my ass. Suddenly, his cock was stirring, and as I sucked it, it blossomed into a full blown hard on. I turned around once again, this time presenting my asshole to be fucked. Face down i reached back with both hands and spread my ass cheeks wide. He slipped into my asshole and I was too filled with pleasure to let go of my ass. He pumped me for the longest time yet, more than fifteen minutes, and I couldn't help loving every minute of it. It felt like I could feel every vein on his cock pushing in and out of me. Eventually I reached down between my legs and finger fucked myself while he was pummeling my asshole. I had just come for the third time when he shot his fourth wad deep up into my abdomen. He pulled out and&amp;nbsp; passed out almost immediately. I feel asleep using his stomach as a pillow, watching his cock like I was waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;. I could hardly wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; for him to get hard again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1461675382038840894?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1461675382038840894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_878.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1461675382038840894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1461675382038840894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_878.html' title='Milked Dry'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-1497608966584132367</id><published>2008-01-10T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:24:58.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex Lover'/><title type='text'>Sex Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="449" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53997%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95%3B57337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love sexual activities. Some may say my sex drive is too high. Way too high. I love not only sex and it really doesn't have to do with intercourse, I just like the feeling of orgasms. I love having sex with my friends and occasionally even strangers. I enjoy masturbating, sometimes several times per day, but this is usually not enough. I have an orgasm (they are usually very intense) and before long I'm horny again. For the last few years or so I don't remember going a day without at least experiencing one orgasm. I could and would love to have sex all day, everyday. So when I'm not banging my pussy thinking about what a naughty girl I am and making myself cum, I've been playing with some deliciously horny guys. I absolutely love to fuck. I have taken numerous "boyfriends" over these past several years and keep them around as long as life allows it. The sexual encounters I’ve had with men were instigated purely out of a desire to have sex. My forte would have to be submissive fantasies as I love to be fucked, spanked, used and made to repeatedly cum. Some guys would say I'm just a slut and it frustrates me that men don’t realize women have sexual desires. The stereotypical double standard between men and woman when it comes to lustful urges is nothing more than a load of crap. I like to fuck, so what? There are men who probably think they were just using me for sex, but actually it goes both ways. I was using them just as much. It takes a unique woman to really be able to handle casual sex and I am in a good enough place mentally and I'm sexually assertive enough that when I want sex, I'll find it. That’s really all I want and there's nothing wrong with it. I am a totally kinky slut that has no limits when it comes to sex. I am very sexual, I like to try anything. I love men enjoy my big boobs, my sexy body, my wonderful ass and my perverted mind.  My total weakness are guy’s who are aggressive with me, my pussy gets so creamy when I think of it. Dressing sexy has that effect on men and I love it! I dress very sexy and have a nice figure. I am attractive and feel like guys are always all over me right away to get physical. I know most guys get turned on seeing me all dressed up, but it's not just for their pleasure, I feel horny when I'm tarted up and looking like a sex object. So I am looking for those nasty kinky bad boy’s who want to give it to me hard and rough. Aggressive men know how to treat a slut, and know that my pussy needs to be fucked good and hard, and making me cum over and over and over again. I will always be naughty and will always need a Daddy to punish me when I am bad and reward me with his hot, hard cock when I am good. I just have a high sex drive and I’m going after what I want. I just have to find men who can keep up with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-1497608966584132367?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1497608966584132367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1497608966584132367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/1497608966584132367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_30.html' title='Sex Lover'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-2643805684352741255</id><published>2008-01-03T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:50:59.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp733%3C5%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36%3C9448%3A69337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="459" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-2643805684352741255?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2643805684352741255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2643805684352741255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/2643805684352741255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/karen-affeldt-redheadinfla-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3595834441913598655</id><published>2008-01-02T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:25:42.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Sugar Daddy'/><title type='text'>My Sugar Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp53989%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3675%3C3486%3A337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have decided I like the whole having a sugar daddy thing. He spoils me rotten and I can still fuck men on the side. He's intelligent, successful and a handsome man in his late fifties. He’s a great kisser too, a great fuck and has a nice juicy thick dick that feels great going into my body. Actually the sex is better than some hot men I have been with. The only thing is, he's married but that doesn't really matter to me. I guess I get turned on by being so adored or maybe because he pays some of my bills. Whatever it is I get so turned on when we have sex. He loves to wine and dine me. It's all about vacations, fine dining with a nice conversation and other beautiful moments of life. Last week he took me out to eat, then we went to his hotel. He began to worship my body by licking it all over, then eating my pussy for what seemed like hours before he rammed his cock in me and gave me a great fuck. He definitely has very hard, big active cock. I loved having him fuck me while I thought about all the nice clothes and gifts he just bought me, I’m working on some jewelry next. I could get used to being his personal whore. I wouldn't do it if he wasn't such a nice man as well as someone very interesting. Lately he has been away for awhile, so I haven't seen much of him, I’ve just been fucking around but when he comes back I have to say it’ll be nice to see him again. Once he took me away to the country and we had a lovely time. I have to admit I love being wined and dined and worshiped and adored. He took me to a fantastic restaurant and it was all wonderfully romantic. On the way back to the hotel I sucked his hard cock in the car. Then we get to the room and after a bit more wine I let him fuck me. He has a huge hard cock. I felt like such a whore but instead of feeling bad it's a complete turn on. I love being his whore and being spoiled. The next day we went shopping again and ended up at a sex shop at my request. Then that night he worked in a rather large anal plug and ate me out until I came in his mouth, it was so hot. After making me cum a couple times he wanted to watch me fuck my pussy with one of my new naughty toys. I grabbed the dildo and eased it in my pussy, then began to make it fuck me hard. I squirmed and moaned and put on quite a show for him. He sat back as I got my pussy off, fucking and working that toy in and out, popping it past that muscle. Holding it with both hands, I pumped my pussy vigorously. Each time it hit my cervix it made me even more eager to cum. My body was trembling when he came over with his fat cock, I was panting hard by then. It felt so good as he shoved his cock into my wet little cunt right after I made myself cum. He pinned my legs back over my head and really put it to me, I could feel his cock swell even more right before he came. The throbbing totally made my pussy spasm around his cock. He gave me an extra hundred dollars for entertaining him so well. I like being his sex toy, it's fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3595834441913598655?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3595834441913598655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_7668.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3595834441913598655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3595834441913598655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_7668.html' title='My Sugar Daddy'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-7484001055637327940</id><published>2007-12-30T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:45:55.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="429" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3C4%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3658%3C95873337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-7484001055637327940?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7484001055637327940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_5942.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7484001055637327940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/7484001055637327940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_5942.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3119524949379993490</id><published>2007-12-29T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:26:23.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heads Or Tails'/><title type='text'>Heads or Tails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B3%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D366279%3C938337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I’m a total cock slut and I’m not afraid to admit it. I love big dicks in all my holes but I really love to suck cock. I guess the first reason is because I find it so beautiful and extremely erotic. The smoothness of the skin, it's reaction to almost every touch or caress, the feel of it's hardness and the pulsating of it's entire length. Each man's cock is different in it's own way which keeps the thrill of exploration alive within me. Nothing makes me happier than swallowing some guys big juicy hung dick and going to town on it. I totally see how giving a nice sloppy blow job as foreplay for men as well as me, since it gets me so wet. Ever since the very first time I gave a blow job I realized I love giving head. As I got older I began to develop a strong cum fetish too. By my late teens I was eagerly sucking off local boys that I was dating or just hanging out with and I loved the feeling of them cumming in my mouth and to this day, I still do. I love the way their cocks stiffen and their breath becomes suddenly rapid as I drive them wild with just my lips and tongue. I'll suck them harder and tell them it's okay to cum in my mouth. I like it even though most other girls don’t. Most of my friends complain about how much they hate giving head and they wonder what kind of girl would actually like it. I just stay silent, never really sharing my secret love of giving head with them. I really get off knowing some guy's getting off from my hot mouth. I think I am very good at it and want to be the best at it although I have already been told I'm an expert cock sucker. Maybe I should put it on my resume under special skills. I guess I have an oral fixation and I have spent years developing my techniques. Being in between a mans legs, spit drooling out of my mouth as his fuck stick slides in and out of my mouth, making its way down the back of my throat, growing it harder and harder, it's like a high like no other for me. Giving pleasure gives me pleasure. It makes me feel both submissive and empowered, all at the same time. I love getting on my knees then begin by slowly taking in a man’s penis. I could suck it like that for hours. Eventually I just lose all manner of inhibition and when that happens, they’re in for quite a treat, my whole body starts to feel hot as I come undone and go crazy on his hard dick. When he places his hands on the back of my head and guide himself into my mouth I usually end up with my hands down between my legs and I make myself cum while I’m deep throating his thick knob. He has control leaving my hands free to satisfy myself. I don’t forget to take care of cum bloated balls either. Licking and adoring them is all part of the package. I love licking his balls then teasing him a little before I swallow his cock. And speaking of swallow……well, I love to swallow. That really gets me wet feeling that hot jizz in my mouth. Cum facials are my favorite though because I get to watch his cock up close as he gets closer and closer to the point of no return and then I can watch the cum shooting out at close quarters. I get a nice rush feeling him cum on my face so I can smell and taste his salty spunk. Getting my face covered in cum makes me feel like such a slut and so dirty. I love making a man cum with just my lips. It's such a turn on to be looking up at a man and seeing him looking back down at me. I love the tortured yet ecstatic look on his face as he pumps every drop of his pent-up cum into my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3119524949379993490?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3119524949379993490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_1671.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3119524949379993490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3119524949379993490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_1671.html' title='Heads or Tails'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-3639220743348246904</id><published>2007-12-24T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:48:33.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images2.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp539%3B2%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D3686%3C%3A7752337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-3639220743348246904?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3639220743348246904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3639220743348246904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/3639220743348246904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477531567914852822.post-4268680184455013661</id><published>2007-12-20T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:27:06.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Affeldt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party Time'/><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen Affeldt, redheadinfla, sexy" border="0" height="600" src="http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp73447%3Enu%3D3345%3E9%3A7%3E262%3EWSNRCG%3D36%3C8464655337nu0mrj" title="Karen Affeldt" width="439" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background:url(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eaSDjnoWfyI/TskmvJ0MkPI/AAAAAAAAJhI/vQDGOfTMVxg/s720/backgroundheart.jpg) no-repeat center center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We met at a party of a mutual friend and spent most of the evening talking. As it turns out he lived only a block away from the party. He was pretty cool and cute too so after a while I agreed to sneak off to his house for a little while. A quick tour of his place ended with us making out and stripping each other in his bedroom. I sank to my knees, took as much of his cock as I could into my mouth and wrapped my hand around the rest, feeling the smooth skin around the base. I pumped my face back and forth on his dick, and there was enough extra that I was also jacking him off with my hand. I pulled my mouth off of him, and just licked the tip in circles around the hole, jerking the shaft with both my hands now. I looked up at him, he was smiling and sighing his approval. Then I had an urge to take it all in, so I held onto his hips, swallowed all of his dick then sucked my way back to the tip. After a few minutes of this, he started to moan and buck his hips, and I knew that his orgasm was about to hit. Humming with a sense of urgency I went back sucking the head and jacked him even faster, but as the first bit of cum started to appear at the tip, I was overtaken with a craving. I wanted every last drop I could get. I took the head in my mouth and pumped for all I was worth, sucking his cum down my throat. I kept jacking and sucking even after his orgasm finished, craving every drop I could get. I stood up, ready to push him back onto the bed and mount his cock, but he entered me still standing up, face to face. He then reached around behind me, grabbed my ass cheeks, and lifted me up, with his cock still filling me, spinning me around and landing us in the bed, with him on top. I just concentrated to the sensations he was causing in my body. It felt wonderful! My pussy was filled and stretched with his cock, and as he thrust in and out I could feel the tip of him butting against my rear wall. His hands were playing with my tits, cupping them, kneading them, and playing with my nipples as he continued to fuck me. I loved having my breasts played with! He fucked me so fast I couldn’t even breathe. All I could do was moan and beg for his cock like a dick hungry slut, and he obliged by fucking me so hard I thought the bed was going to break. When I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he flipped me over and started fucking me doggy style. He slapped my ass as he fucked me from behind until I finally felt my pussy throb as I came. Then he grabbed my cheeks and he used his arms to pull my pussy more forcefully onto his cock. In the process, he was spreading my ass cheeks as wide as they'd go. He wet his finger with the pussy juice that was freely flowing and then inserted it into my asshole. This was not a new sensation to me, but it was one I enjoy very much. I bucked my hips back and forth violently in time with his cock pushing into my pussy while his finger invaded my asshole. I increased my bucking motion, and started to cum. I was uttering something halfway between a moan and a scream, and bucked my hips even faster onto his cock and his finger. Just as my orgasm was subsiding, his began, and he shot his wad deep up into my cunt. Within a few seconds, I had spun around and was slurping my still hot pussy juice off of his throbbing dick. I guess I wore him out, I left him there sleeping and went back to the party where I ended up going home with another guy. What a night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="28" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/pngheartdiv.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477531567914852822-4268680184455013661?l=karenforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4268680184455013661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9651.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4268680184455013661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477531567914852822/posts/default/4268680184455013661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenforyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_9651.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Karen Affeldt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047374670047883821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrCEALm23xA/S_MkkU4AcAI/AAAAAAAAEUI/WLp6B6Z_JxM/S220/3515749866_0d8d46c4f4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_xrCEALm23xA/TazcBAZXMQI/AAAAAAAAH3E/yMR6d8gXc3U/s72-c/pngheartdiv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
