Remember that ridiculous “thigh gap” craze? I do… mostly because I don’t have a thigh gap. My thighs are thick and juicy, and they rub together when I walk. They also clamp my lover to my body in the throes of ecstacy, providing no gap through which he can escape to safety. Fuck the gap.
But what about the delicate hip crease? I took this photo a little while ago, and am still quite entranced by it, especially how the curve of my hip curls into the curve of my ass. And that crease! It was made to nestle grasping hands for deeper, more sensual thrusts. Wouldn’t you say?
Screw boney thigh gaps. I am all about the hip crease. Let’s make this a thing.