No, I’ve yet to ever get to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Another Fat Tuesday just came and went without me being there. Heavy sigh!
Now you’ve got to know how much a nipple-centric goddess with an exhibitionist streak like me might feel about the naughty thrill of revealing her teats — and admiring all the other exposed, beautiful human udders as far as the eyes can see — in that wild, wanton setting down south.
I’ve always thought of Mardi Gras as a party in the jungle, with wild hungry beasts wanting to feed on my feminine flesh at every turn.
Ooooh, can you imagine??!! Me likey!
Well, I assume I would love it anyway. Though I’m not certain I’d be brave enough to make this happen once actually there, I dream of exposing my breasts for coveted strings of pretty beads while sweet strangers fondle and suckle my pink-tipped girls.
I imagine walking down Beale street with my bare nipples wet from saliva, while my purple, green and gold strings of beads rattle together playfully between my heavy swaying breasts.
Ahhhhh….it’s so freeing just to think about it!
Here’s hoping I get there someday.
Love & Suckles,
Ru
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