Sunlit honey maple…
bronze colored prisms.
Those are the first few lines of a poem called “My Hair” in “Finger My Pages”, a book written by Carrie, a wonderfully talented artist.If you get a chance to read her book (and you really should) or sign up for her Patreon “Tits and Giggles” (totally worth it) - you will see a woman that explores the dark corners of eroticism that exist inside our minds and documents the journey.
She simply puts out there what she’s going through and shares her experiences, as well as, her boobs. Sometimes the images are super hot, sometimes they are funny, but they are always genuine and for real.
What I truly love about her is that she makes me feel OK. I have buckets of shame and confusion over what turns me on. The way that she lays it all out there lets me know that I’m not alone with it.
Peace
Galder