I'm Ovulating Right Now And Trying To Organize My Room But My Pussy Is Literally Dripping 😭 I Have

tangled wires ..

looking to partake in some fag shit this summer

Robot who misunderstands and gets offended when you call them hot and starts rambling on about their highly efficient cooling mechanisms and wow they look really cute bragging like this

ovulation genuinely does feel like this it’s kind of ridiculous

Hands wrapped tightly around her waist, guiding her to orgasm as she grinds against my thigh. The way her hips stutter when she cums. Her head resting on my shoulder as she pants. Stroking up her sides gently and telling her what a good girl she’s been for me.

*me working in the insides of a machine* shush, I need to focus, this is very intimate- I mean intimate- I mean intimate- I mean intimate- I mean intricate.

What if I'm laying underneath you and before you sink your new longer and thicker strap into me, you casually let rest on my belly for a second? What if I just now saw that it almost reaches my belly button, and start getting anxious that I won't be able to fit the whole thing in? Maybe you'd just give me a gentle kiss and tell me that you'll make it fit. Spread my legs with your arms, position the tip against my hole and tell me to watch.

Slowly rub the tip against my pussy, knowing I'd start dripping just from the thought of you sliding inside. Not long after you'd slide the tip in, letting me get used to the way it stretches me.

Starting to move your hips very slowly. Just teasing me with the tip. Making me watch it all and the need to be filled to grow stronger. Imagining how it would feel like to have the whole toy in. Having more of you inside of me.

"Aw what's wrong dear?", you'd ask pretending you don't understand the hazy look in my eyes

"Can you slide it all in?"

"Hm?", still acting all clueless

"Can you slide it all in, please?"

"Aww but didn't you say you don't think it would fit?"

"I want to try it", practically whining at this point

And without anything else needing to be said you'd start sinking the strap little by little until you bottom out. The whole time I'd have to watch the little bump it creates in my belly slowly grow.

And of course, when I'm all comfortable you'd start slamming into me, still ordering me to watch how the strap is poking from my belly. So what if we did that, hm?

step one of treating any wound is sticking your finger right in there

I need to kiss girls NOWWW

nonchalance turns me off so badly. give me obsession on the brink of depravity or give me nothing