Longmoose3 - Longmoose

Never give up hope that you can appeal to my humanity to get me to stop, I want to see it leave your eyes as I fill you with my cum.

nothing is hotter to me than constantly talking through the rape. like please keep reiterating no, you don’t want it, please keep begging me to stop, please never stop whimpering and choking down the embarrassing moans when I rub your throbbing clit and force you to cum while I rape you. please negotiate with me, beg me to pull out, to not get you pregnant, that you’ll suck me off instead, that I can rape you again and again as long as please slow down. ughhh. bonus points if you’re drunk and slurring your words.

Periodic kink blog reminder that:

Real sexism is not sexy.

Real sexual harassment is not hot, it’s awful.

Real women don’t owe you anything for simply existing.

If you’re doing anything without consent, you are objectively wrong, vile, and a predator.

If you disagree with any of the above, unfollow me and seek professional help.

Unfriendly reminder, but minors do not belong on my blog!! If you follow me and you don’t have your age in your bio, I’ll block you and be extra annoyed!!

Thanks 💖

Thick girls are so fucking hot.

It will be enough when I say it

Forever chasing that one wild moment where your bodies and brains forget the precautions put in place and that bdsm is all contrived and all of this is actually safe, so I can see real the real fear in your eyes as your body reacts viscerally to my cock cumming deep into your womb

actually getting pregnant? no. bad. awful. I do NOT want that!!

having them grunt in your ear how they're going to knock you the fuck up like the worthless breeding bitch you are while they pound you into the mattress before cumming deep inside of you? YES. YESYESYESYESYESYES. LITERALLY NOTHING BETTER. YESSSSS. THE BEST. YES PLEASE!!!

“I missed you” while forcing myself inside. I missed your whines and pleas. I missed the way you try so desperately to push me off. I missed how still you stay when you realize I’m not stopping. I missed your legs locking around me when you finally remember who owns you; me.