In The Most Dirty Disgusting Lesbian Way Possible, Please Stuff Me Full And Breed Me Until I'm Crying!

not even a fucking joke when your anxiety comes with feeling like youre about to throw up in public… it’s like your body telling you to keep it under control or else it’ll make your anxiety EVERYONE’s problem

just messy af

everyone says love your body but does my body love me… 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒 #toxic

tell me im yours while you're fucking me into the mattress

tell me im yours while you're kissing me with so much tongue i moan with how wet it sounds

tell me im yours while your hands grip my waist so tight that they leave bruises

tell me im yours while your teeth bite into my neck

tell me im yours while you tell me how pretty i am when i take your strap or fingers in so well

tell me im yours while i make all the broken sounds for you

tell me im yours while you blame me for how feral i make you

tell me im yours while i cum for you, so much, repeatedly

tell me im yours while i cry from all the stimulation

tell me im yours while you tell me that i can take it, bc i always do

tell me im yours while you kiss down my body, gently, softly, bc i deserve it, after being so good for you

tell me im yours while you gather me in your arms and press your lips to everywhere you can reach while i slowly catch back my breath

tell me im yours bc maybe i want to be.

oml. begging. hands. and. knees.

I love the sweet in-between.

When your body is jolting forward with every deep, punishing thrust, the headboard slamming in rhythm against the wall. Your breath comes in choked, stuttering gasps, and I can see your arms trembling from holding on.

But my voice?

Oh, it’s as soft as a caress. Honeyed. Sweet. Soothing. Like I’m whispering bedtime stories while I’m fucking the thoughts out of your pretty little head.

“Oh, baby… are you fussing again?” I coo gently as I thrust harder, sharp and deep. “You’re squirming so much… does it feel too good?”

You cry out, high and broken, but you don’t answer. So, I press my hand to the small of your back, guiding your arch just a little deeper, the angle cruel in how perfectly it hits you.

“Shh, it’s okay,” I hushes you, “just let it happen, sweetheart.”

Your body jerks again as I drive into you, relentless. Your fingers claw at the sheets, your moans spilling into whines, into pleads, into nothing coherent.

And I just smile.

“You’re doing so good for Mommy,” I whisper like it’s a secret. “Taking me so well. I knew you would.”

You try to lift your head, maybe to speak, but my hand tangles gently in your hair and presses your cheek back down to the pillow, slow. Loving. Uncompromising.

“Don’t think, baby.” Another deep thrust. “You don’t have to think at all. Let Mommy do the thinking for you.”

You sob into the sheets and I kiss your shoulder, so tenderly it’s almost cruel.

“That’s my good girl,” I breathe. “So sensitive. So full.”

My pace doesn’t let up. I watch your thighs tremble, your back shine with sweat, your poor, ruined pussy sucking the strap back in every time I pull out.

And still I whisper.

“You're my favorite thing to come home to.” “You sound so pretty when you cry.” “I’ll take care of you after, I promise… just a little longer, okay?”

You break around me, body tensing, voice gone, pleasure ripping through you in a wave you couldn’t stop if you tried.

And I moan softly, lovingly.

“There you go, baby… that’s it. That’s what Mommy wanted.”

lil miss gets wet at the slightest hint of sexual innuendo

Maybe if I keep using the "🥺" emoji she'll know that I'm pouting and want her to fuck my brains out

Do I wanna get pregnant?? Fuck no.

Do I want you to fill me over and over with your strap till I'm dripping with your cum just to make sure you're breeding me well? Yes, please, please, please.

This post is about lesbian sex, men and minors dni

I love the sweet in-between.

When your body is jolting forward with every deep, punishing thrust, the headboard slamming in rhythm against the wall. Your breath comes in choked, stuttering gasps, and I can see your arms trembling from holding on.

But my voice?

Oh, it’s as soft as a caress. Honeyed. Sweet. Soothing. Like I’m whispering bedtime stories while I’m fucking the thoughts out of your pretty little head.

“Oh, baby… are you fussing again?” I coo gently as I thrust harder, sharp and deep. “You’re squirming so much… does it feel too good?”

You cry out, high and broken, but you don’t answer. So, I press my hand to the small of your back, guiding your arch just a little deeper, the angle cruel in how perfectly it hits you.

“Shh, it’s okay,” I hushes you, “just let it happen, sweetheart.”

Your body jerks again as I drive into you, relentless. Your fingers claw at the sheets, your moans spilling into whines, into pleads, into nothing coherent.

And I just smile.

“You’re doing so good for Mommy,” I whisper like it’s a secret. “Taking me so well. I knew you would.”

You try to lift your head, maybe to speak, but my hand tangles gently in your hair and presses your cheek back down to the pillow, slow. Loving. Uncompromising.

“Don’t think, baby.” Another deep thrust. “You don’t have to think at all. Let Mommy do the thinking for you.”

You sob into the sheets and I kiss your shoulder, so tenderly it’s almost cruel.

“That’s my good girl,” I breathe. “So sensitive. So full.”

My pace doesn’t let up. I watch your thighs tremble, your back shine with sweat, your poor, ruined pussy sucking the strap back in every time I pull out.

And still I whisper.

“You're my favorite thing to come home to.” “You sound so pretty when you cry.” “I’ll take care of you after, I promise… just a little longer, okay?”

You break around me, body tensing, voice gone, pleasure ripping through you in a wave you couldn’t stop if you tried.

And I moan softly, lovingly.

“There you go, baby… that’s it. That’s what Mommy wanted.”

sleepy and needy for slow finger fucking while they talk me through it and make fun of me for not speaking but just moaning

dommes outside of sexxxx <333

“did you eat today? send me pictures.”

“take a sweater it’s cold.”

“in bed early tonight hm?”

“drive careful please.”

“make sure you drink your water today.”

“follow the rules today.”

“be a good girl.”

mommy. mommy. mommy.

I need her so bad