Wednesday night, the Perseids meteor shower was about to peak (so they said, I guess). And because the 37 Celsius in the shadow of the day were not exactly an incentive to start cooking tomatoes with paprika (yes, home-made ketchup), I’ve decided to wake up at midnight.
When done with the kitchen chores, tired and transpired, I took my lover out, under the clear sky, to watch the shooting stars together. It was fabulous, cooling and relaxing. Enough to let my inner cougar roam the night a bit. Exactly this is what Don’s infrared HD camera has captured!
See my smooth pussy, in infrared? I know, I know, hard to notice the young bush to this warm end of the spectrum. Oh, and hope you don’t mind my eyes, should’ve worn sunglasses… But wait a minute: it was dark outside at 3 a.m. Who would wear sun glasses while chasing for shooting stars?
Guess this is a bit of an insecurity: about how strange my eyes look in infrared.
Okay, okay, time to drum the film in — watch me gaze at the shooting stars, in my birthday suit, well, cougar birthday suit, actually nightly cougar birthday suit. ONLY on CougarBunnies.com!!