I’m pretty blessed to have great breasts ?
I’m pretty blessed to have great breasts ?
2021-01-13 05:08:24 +0000 UTC View Post
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How should I edit my first b/g scene
How should I edit my first b/g scene
2021-01-12 18:08:21 +0000 UTC View PostI can lift one side, if you want to see what's underneath
I can lift one side, if you want to see what's underneath
2021-01-12 14:01:47 +0000 UTC View PostHey boy, whatchya doing down there? I need to book in a day..
Hey boy, whatchya doing down there?
I need to book in a day for going live! What days/times works for you? I was thinking Thursday or Friday night?
The morning after... Can you do me a favour please? Can you..
The morning after...
Can you do me a favour please? Can you please like my posts, they really help, and if you like them all and message me, I’ll send you a goodie ?
I am literally still recovering from great sex last night an..
I am literally still recovering from great sex last night and this morning RIP me
2021-01-09 16:15:34 +0000 UTC View Post
Sexy, smiling, silly, sweet or sultry?
Sexy, smiling, silly, sweet or sultry?
2021-01-08 09:01:17 +0000 UTC View PostI start university next month. I think I might be the naught..
I start university next month. I think I might be the naughtiest student in the class... should I try to seduce my teacher? But how would I? Should I wear this outfit?
2021-01-07 15:38:59 +0000 UTC View PostThis spunk washes up at your campsite, what do you do?
This spunk washes up at your campsite, what do you do?
2021-01-07 02:10:51 +0000 UTC View Post
I simply cannot contain my excitement, I must post this here..
I simply cannot contain my excitement, I must post this here, there and everywhere!
I know Onlyfans is primarily for porn but this is just too wholesome not to share! On one of my shoots my best friend, who is also my hairdresser and makeup artist, was heavily pregnant when her baby started kicking. I dropped everything to share the moment with her and the photographer captured us.
These are the behind the scene photos people rarely get to see. You don’t see the best friend who has always rallied behind me, teaching me the ways of beauty, cooking for me for days where I’m depressed and even cleaning my house for when I cannot move. You don’t see the time we spend together, where I help build her business and loan her money so she doesn’t have to take out a loan. You don’t see the strength of our bond and how that community is what enables me to grow into my grace and confidence.
I was so happy when she fell pregnant, this journey has been a long and painful one for her. I am so happy the photographer captured this moment where we all connected, where the lights, the shows, the fantasy was dropped to cherish a precious tender moment.
And I want to share it with the world! Because very rarely will you ever see photos of pure, unrefined joy.
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You’ve been called into my office... ??? What happens next..
You’ve been called into my office... ???
What happens next? Take a guess ?
I’m back from my camping trip! You would not believe what a..
I’m back from my camping trip!
You would not believe what adventures I was up to! I went to a friends property in NSW and I had to quickly drive back to Victoria when they announced they were closing the borders otherwise I’d have to go into hotel quarantine. But it was too soon to come back home so a man and I (whom I just met) decided to escape to a spot in Victoria.
One of the best decisions I’ve made!
The green dress was my mothers from when she was pregnant wi..
The green dress was my mothers from when she was pregnant with me! How cool is that?
2021-01-03 04:15:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Happy New Year! Here's looking forward to a glorious year!
Happy New Year! Here's looking forward to a glorious year!
2021-01-01 09:10:39 +0000 UTC View Post
I’m in the bush and I’m wasted which means you’re stuck with..
I’m in the bush and I’m wasted which means you’re stuck with my poetry....
My book is full
spilled ink form no words
And who are you to think
You could read this masterpiece
Skin of century old papyrus
pigment stories memory cannot see
Picture me unframed
An artwork snarled in travesty
Imprisoning by what’s lost and passed
Created by those who inherit history
atop the bodies of slain secrets
My book is full of reckoning
Spilled bl00d soak the promising
My book is heavy
It’s rotten to the core
Your book is unwritten
I colour in dreadful strokes of delight
Who was I to think
I could write your story for you
You, ignorant seed that waters the rivers
You’re a ch1ld of their fortune
Free of the curse of curiosity
Your time will come
I fell for your simplicity
I fell into those pages of shade
Defiled them with my madness
Leaking from the holes in my heart
I thought you were mine
but when the rain came it washed away
Your book, the book
Full of empty promises
My time has come
And your time is up
I’m leaving Melbourne to hit the bush and spend New Years in..
I’m leaving Melbourne to hit the bush and spend New Years in nature. I won’t have reception and able to respond to DMs but I’ll be back next week. See you all in the New Year! Lots of love ❤️
2020-12-30 09:04:41 +0000 UTC View PostShould I do spin the wheel? Or a raffle?
Should I do spin the wheel? Or a raffle?
2020-12-29 17:24:02 +0000 UTC View PostBehold, my friend @oooh_amber! We are going to do a Poison I..
Behold, my friend @oooh_amber! We are going to do a Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn cosplay in January. Will you be around to see it? Also subscribe to her OF, she’s literally hot as hell ?
2020-12-29 14:02:05 +0000 UTC View PostTHIS YOUR MOMENT! What girl on girl do you want to see? Make..
THIS YOUR MOMENT! What girl on girl do you want to see? Make your vote count now!
2020-12-29 09:53:31 +0000 UTC View Post
I feel like answering questions so feel free to ask anything..
I feel like answering questions so feel free to ask anything anonymously at https://curiouscat.qa/EstelleLucas (answers on my Twitter at @estelle_lucas). I already have 1.6k answers if you’re curious!
2020-12-28 09:37:19 +0000 UTC View Post
Do you know that I write? All sorts of things. Here’s a note..
Do you know that I write? All sorts of things. Here’s a note that I found in my phone from when my dad was in hospital. Would you like to see more writing? Poignant and pervasive thoughts...
Dread. Dread as I sit at my father's bedside, monitoring the machines that monitor him. His eyes tell me he's afraid. The hospital is the safest place but that's easy to say when you're in the chair & not the bed. At times he is a kid again requiring assistance while he recovers. But he's not a kid & he doesn't regard the machines curiously, ignorant to their function. He's crippled at the face of his mortality. Dread becomes me.
Dread that those who raised me are no longer the strong ones. Dread that he's not the last of my loved ones to come to hospital. I'm grateful to have this opportunity to be with him.
My family members fret: 'how can I leave work early to be by his side? I've worked 12 hours, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep at the wheel. How will I make ends me3t?' Schedules are tight & wallets are light. I don't live with this worry because of my privileged position within sex work. There's a measure of freedom that comes with sex work & I'm grateful for my mobility.
But I have other worries. Fear begets me: if I step down from my privileged position in sex work will I return to the same poverty I was at before the work? Making ends me3t.
The rational mind races beside the fear dissembling it: 'it's impossible to experience these sorts of hardships again,' it tells me 'youre too much of a hard worker, too clever, too experienced & too autonomous to allow such circumstances to return regardless of occupation.' But the fear hijacks my empathy, I feel the stresses of my siblings & it convinces me that without sex work I will experience reality like them. How can I be with any loved ones in their time without sex work?
The rational mind no longer concerns itself with dismissing the fear, it’s too late, it goes to damage control, containing the negativity to a single section. Isolating it so it can't spoil anything else. In this way I don't feel quite free, not when I'm immobilised by a double-edged comfort, avoiding sacrificing freedom and gain growth. I'm crippled at the face of my own perceived barriers & insecurities. This conflict I carry with me always but there are moments of cease fire I treasure.
'Can we walk again?' My dad asks. He knows how, he just can't on his own right now. I’m grateful to take his hand.
