noladreams wrote:
Hands - I love big masculine hands.
I like playing with them, sucking fingers, knowing what those hands can do...
Oh and I like handprints too!
Hands - I love big masculine hands.
I like playing with them, sucking fingers, knowing what those hands can do...
Oh and I like handprints too!
I can most certainly identify with your passion for a mans hands
Hand lovers will enjoy this
"I tend to fixate on the sexuality of men's hands. They wrap around my throat, curve to grip my hips, they slap, they strip, they pry and penetrate. These associations flash through my mind when I glance at a stranger. Smokers attract my attention when they draw their hands to their lips, those fingers and wrists flaunted in plain view. I watch these strangers like a lecher, usually with a sidelong glance, half-hidden behind my hair.
If I'm checking you out, I'm thinking about your hands.
Cocks penetrate, but hands take possession, and I like feeling owned. When a hand slips into my pants to feel my pussy, it's aggressive and invasive in the best possible sense. Two fingers forced into my mouth become a prelude to a hard cock down the throat, and the hands almost always come first, warming me up to a hot hungry place where I'm eager to be fucked hard.
Hands tease. Their sensitivity to pressure and touch and the ease with which they shift from gentle affection to forceful aggression make them exciting.
Someone once asked me if I judge hands, and I'm not sure that I do. I like strong hands, and I suppose there are practical issues to consider. Hard callouses and sharp, ragged nails are a problem. A man once shoved a jagged finger up my ass, and while I enjoy the balance of pleasure and pain, that ruined my hand-lust for the evening. But most men have such beautiful, sexy hands. When I'm being fucked, I turn to take two fingers into my hungry mouth, so that I'm penetrated completely, at both ends, by the man on my back.
So when I look at a stranger, I think about that too, being face-down in the carpet, penetrated mouth to pussy, by hands and cock, spanked and gripped and jerked back against his hips. But I rarely do anything about it. I just stare until I feel the blood rush to my cheeks, look away, and move on."


and 
the idea u can see it but cant touch it ,,,,my pet hate is gussets grrrrrrrrrrrrrr mr by the way lol