This photo shows the “Lady Bird’s” San Francisco’s first topless female band. They performed at Tipsy’s where the Big Al’s sign now hangs. When they first started out they were “air” musicians. After a few mishaps with the background tape recording they finally learned to really play their instruments.

Friends of all sexual genders and orientations. Of all roles and types.

A home where friends and visitors could be themselves, whatever that may be.

Star to be dressed or undressed as I want her, at all times irrespective of who is present. For her to live the role as I want her to be, for her to accept this role and all that goes with it as her normal, natural life. For her to be the slave that she wants to be in all it's guises, from refind slave hostess to no limits slut...

French police say they have arrested a 63-year-old woman who was leading her 40-year-old companion along a busy shopping street by a leash attached to his exposed penis.

The couple were detained on Wednesday afternoon in the southwestern city of Carcassonne and were due to appear in court in April on charges of public indecency.

The couple admitted to being sex addicts and said they were in the middle of a game when arrested, police said on Thursday.

He grabbed at my pussy a bit while I was going down on him, but the gagging turned me on a surprising amount by itself. Still, given the chance, I lubed myself up. He watched as I rubbed the lube around my pussy, stopping to toy with my clit. He joined in with touching me and I’m sure my hips started bucking ever so slightly. Next, he knelt above me with his cock and slapped my face with it – hard. While I played with my clit, I had my mouth open, tongue reaching for his cock. I got quite worked up from this, and when he told me to come I had no problem doing it. He slapped my face as I came...

From the beginning, women were exalted as the image, the echo, the counterpart companion of the Goddess. Their access to ecstasy was imbued with spiritual significance. As priestesses, they tended the fires and fanned the generative flames from Her sex, the seat of Her power.

Paleolithic carved figures refer to woman as matrix, as creatrix, to moon cycles and menstrual magic, and resonate profound reverence in their rendering. Grandly voluptuous female forms, their sturdy stature commanding confidence and authority.

The Venuses of Willendorf, of Meton, of Lespugue, with their big breasts and belly, huge hips and ass, stand frank and fecund, formidable and efficacious. Faceless, their limbs are abbreviated. Their focus is centered on their own nubile torso, which tapers to a point. The tip of the vortex of their sex...

I have long black hair down my back, and a little round cap. My frock is of white wool. My sturdy legs are browning in the sun.

If I lived in town I should have golden trinkets and gold-embroidered frocks and silver slippers. . . I look at my naked feet in their slippers of dust.

Psophis! come here, little creature! carry me to the brook, bathe my feet in your hands, and press some olives with some violets, to scent them among the flowers.

Today you shall be my slave; you shall follow me and serve me, and at the end of the day I will give you some lentils from my own garden . . .