Unfortunately After Some Research (reading Tags And Reblogs) I Fear We Have Come To The Overall Consensus

“me and who” me and you. i tell you what if i ever got in close distance of your titties it would be OVER dude i’d be rubbing and licking and suckling and maybe grazing my teeth a little bit until i was the one moaning

also i’m gonna need there to be a cure to having boypussy right NOW cause i’m a dirty slut and have been getting off daily to the thought of frotting recently and if i can’t frot with you until we’re whimpering messes then what is the point truly. we’re gonna have to find a way to make this work. STAT!

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typing this with one hand btw lotus… /hj

if you dont come over here NEOW im gonna go crazy… . and i think our minds are connected i genuinely cannot stop thinking about frotting its a CURSE!!!

but no worries :3 theres an easy fix for boypussy…. more testosterone!!!!! it’ll just take a bit.. lets grind our new dicks together <3

or a more quicker fix.. frotting straps together…… faints

putting my hand up during sex to ask a clarifying question about the order you just gave me

getting perceived is nice, but only in the way i want you to . which would be a fawn with wobbly legs or a lamb that goes stiff and falls over when scared

honestly just play with your penis until you die

use me use me use me!!!! use me as your outlet !! come home mad, come home upset or stressed! come up to me and flip me around! pull down my shorts and fuck me senseless before i can even greet you and ask you whats wrong!

slap me, bite me, tug at my hair, grab my face and shove it into the mattress! im your chewtoy !! use me like you hate me, and care for me afterwards like youre the only one who can love me

im shaving my armpits and trimming my bush soon yall still fw me or nah

all ur gross n unethical fantasies are safe with me

the big three: big brown eyes, an indescribable amount of horniness and a generalised anxiety disorder

fyi i do not “crush” i experience violent, all-consuming devotion and yearning that leaves me physically ill

do you know the POSSIBILITIES of if i had a real tail. you could scratch the base of it and watch me arch my back and the way it wags faster. you could tug it and watch the most pathetic sound come out of me!