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So ok I cheat on my crochet from time to time with other fiber work

Today I’m working on orders for my super popular Halloween Scrunchies working with my vintage Singer machine, my trusted work horse!

I’m going to donate a portion of all the sales in my Etsy shop this weekend to the Red Cross for Hurricane Michael relief. I have a lot of family in Panama City Beach, one who lost his home. I feel deeply for the people in that area as I’ve lived through my share of bad storms being a life long Florida resident. They face a tough road ahead. I’m glad to see the Red Cross there helping residents!

So come visit orangeporridge.etsy.com pick up some cute Scrunchies or an adorable avocado plush and help the victims of Michael ⛑️

XXOO

Jennifer

Who do you want to fuck?

Greetings from The Girl!

You didn’t “help him cheat on his spouse.” He had it in his mind that he was going to be intimate with someone other than his spouse and you happened to be the person he chose. You are relieved of culpability, because you didn’t know his situation. He presented himself as single and available and you believed him. That doesn’t make you a bad person or stupid… it does make HIM a world class jerk, though. 

Many people often want to blame “the other person” when a partner is unfaithful and its tempting. And however shameless the other person might be, the blame rests with the individual who made the decision to step out on their relationship and break the trust of their partner. If nothing else, remember that. 

From The Guy:

My married boss wants to pay cash money to fuck me and Creampie inside of my pussy! Well, it seems Brett, my boss, has heard of my sexual escapades throughout the office! He likes to flirt with me all the time and a he’s a nice guy. Not really my type, but he offered me $1000 cash for a few hours to have sex with me. I don’t need the money at all. I’m curious to see if he’s a good lover though! What do you all think? Should I tear his cock up and give him the best fuck he’s ever had?? Or maybe just a foot-job or blow-job? Lol!

My ass selfie and tramp-stamp tattoo! Happy Saturday! I told hubby I was going out to shop and relax for a while. But of course, I really went to fuck my new Flickr hook-up lover at his apartment in North Park San Diego. We’ve been texting and flirting for two weeks now and we had lunch and coffee together. He was funny and charming. Lots of charisma. And he also has a huge fat 8” cock!! So we decided to have crazy sex today at his place. He has a HUGE mixed BBC penis (he’s half black and asian) with a buff ass body. 12 years younger than I am and is a stud! Omg, he fucked me like a stallion in his prime. I could barely fit his hard cock inside my mouth and almost gagged while deep throating him! Of course he fucked me in every position and alternated with eating out my pussy and clitoris. I could barely handle his cock while in doggy-style or with my legs on his shoulders! He was extremely deep inside my pussy! But it felt incredibly good. I had such hard orgasms and was glad we were in his place instead of a car because I was screaming and moaning like a loudspeaker!! Definitely one of my best fucks ever. I wanted that hot sperm inside my pussy and he gladly obliged. Geez, these young guys have soooo much cum to fill you up. Felt like a cup of warm sperm was oozing out of me. Haha! He massaged my body and feet, even sucked my toes, massaged and smelled my feet afterwards. We cuddled and French kissed before I showered. Such a sweet guy. We shall meet again for sure! This selfie was taken in his bathroom after my shower. I can’t come home smelling like another man’s scent or hubby will be going ballistic. I’ll let him fuck me if he wants to today and unknowingly have another man’s sperm all over his little cock. Hahaha! Am I a bad cheating wife? Who wants next?

Happy Fridaaaaay!!!

I know I look super weird for this close up picture, but damn!! I just had some amazing sex with my new Flickr lover. I met him this morning (hubby thinks I went to the office) at his house and we had crazy fucking intercourse for hours! Every position, oral, anal, foot fetish sessions and all. I sucked his hard cock, he licked and sucked my pussy and clit, he smashed my pussy deep and hard, then lubed my ass before slowly sliding in and ass fucked me. He enjoyed licking my hard nipples, caressed my boobs and titty-fucked me too. I loved how he massaged my feet and sucked my toes while ramming my pussy with his cock. He said my feet smell so sweet! Haha! Omg…I am exhausted! His cum is dripping out of my pussy and ass from several sessions of sex. My feet are lotioned and soft from his warm sperm too. Lol!! He has such a big HARD cock…like a steel rod. He kept looking deep into my eyes while French kissing me and fucking my pussy. He said I had the most beautiful eyes…do you think that’s true? My eyes? I had to shower and put on a bunch of make-up to look normal again cause I have an early Valentine’s date with hubby for lunch today. Haha hubby is clueless. He thinks I’m faithful to him only…if he only knew. At least I’ll be in a horny mood if hubby decides to fuck me later. Am I bad? Haha…who wants to make love to me next? Send me a message.

You buried our love six feet deep but I just laid our love to rest, because you made me.

I loved you, goodbye.

So, I talked to you yesterday. The reason as to how that happened I really don’t wanna write about. But I talked to you yesterday ..

I got to tell you how horrible you treated me, I got to tell you how much anger I have for you, I got to let out so much anger I had locked inside of my heart for months. Anger that made me cry, cry because I hated how much anger I possessed.

I got to tell you how horrible of a mistake you made. I got to tell you how much I loved you.

So I talked to you yesterday, and you apologized. “For everything” you said you were “sorry for ruining my life” but I informed you that you didn’t. You just taught me a lesson, never to fully trust someone.

So, I got to talk to you yesterday, and past all of the anger, you typed me two sentences that made me cry until my lungs hurt.

“I loved you” ,, it hurt my soul that the “ed” was added to the end of “love” and it hurt that you did at one point ,, yet you know longer do.

And then you typed

“Goodbye”. And god , oh God how that broke me. I wanted to hear you say that for months because you never did. But to read “goodbye” hit my with tons of emotions. You’re forever gone.. this is really the end.

I loved you, goodbye.

I think that you haunted my sheets because every time I lay down I smell you and every time I try to sleep I dream of you. Sometimes I wake up thinking that you are next to me, but then I realize that you have not kept me warm at night in 10 weeks. You promised me forever, yet here I am alone. Did you find another girl named Lauren that you “love” all  throughout your bones?

P.S.

I’m writing this letter to you, so..

Hey, I’m not sure if you remember me, but I’m the girl you used to want to give your last name to.

How are you? I heard you have a new lover, she was even there while you and I were lovers. I still can’t believe you did that to me.

Anyways, I often dream about you. And trust me, it’s not like I want to. But I often wake up missing you. I really wish that’d stop.

Can you teach me how to lose feelings for somebody like you lost them for me?

I hate this pain. Have you ever felt it? I doubt you have , I feel as though your veins are numb to just about anything.

Which is why I hate to say this; but I miss you.

I miss you a whole bunch but I’m kind of getting used to this numbing pain.

P.S. do you ever think about me? I hope I stop loving you soon. & I also hate you for all this blue you filled my soul with. — your ex lover

I had to learn how to breathe

And how to smile

Without you.

Liquor tainted my veins

Leaving the memories of you very vague

Yet one night I woke up screaming your name

My throat was so tight , you were nowhere in sight

That’s when I realized that my lover lied

And my heart was slowly commiting suicide

I can now say that I am okay, but I miss you in the oddest ways

Is she everything that you thought she’d be?

Do you love her more than you loved me?

You were the cloud and I was the rain

My love was too heavy for your soul to maintain.

love , abuse, over you.

For hundreds of days you controlled my mind. The depression of you leaving me was hard to handle, especially with me not being able to show my emotions. You left me after promising me your last name, that’s just a hurt that takes your breath away. I loved you more than I loved myself, and I often believe that’s where I messed up. But here I am, half a year later ready to say that I am okay, and you no longer control my life. You often cross my mind but my heart doesn’t ache anymore, I loved you more than you’ll ever be loved but you didn’t feel the same, even though you said you did. You were the most beautiful devil that could possibly have entered my life. It’s crazy to say that months ago I would have died for you when you wouldn’t even have given me air if I was in a bottle. I find myself reminiscing about all of the fun memories we have but I’m slowly making better memories with someone else, I know that I’ll find someone that loves me. So I’m okay, and I loved you and now I don’t. I still may always feel broken when I look at you though. I’m not the same person that I was when I was sleeping in the same bed as you.

If I ever start missing you for some crazy reason I just remember the bruises you left upon my skin. You don’t deserve any love from a heart that you destroyed.

naughtymaya:

My wife saw this post and she ordered me to re-blog it. She told me for every time I know of her fucking other men, there is 2 or 3 I don’t know about. She makes it very clear to me she cheats on me on a regular basis.