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hide your girlfriends i'm online and booping

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It had to be "boop," though, didn't it. It couldn't have been something relevant to the modern tumblr user, like "Frot" or "Lick Pit" or "Pass Blunt"

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maybe if you rubbed your dick all over my wet pussy you'd calm down

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sick cock bro can i suck it

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I need a nice big knot right now. Just plug up my pussy and make me your breeding bitch. Keep me full of cum and unable to move.

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omg bestie you’re so pretty can i eat your pu-

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APPARENTLY kissing for 15 minutes decreases your stress level so all i'm saying is of anyone has a spare 15 minutes come over

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I'd love to see more writing about Doms who need a bit of extra care & time because of disability and/or chronic pain.

Doms who guide their subs by their words if positions or movements are limited or sore.

Doms who need to make sure there's a little table set up of 'just in case' items like medication and water.

Subs that know exactly what position their Dom can consistently stay comfortable in, where they can service them with comfort and care.

Doms who might need to use their safeword a bit more often, and subs who praise them for doing it.

Scenes with regular breaks and check ins.

Sleepy cuddling on nights that fatigue is too much, and feeling their sub cuddle in close, just enjoying being with their dom and being theirs.

Please, add more! 😊

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they should make dildos that are fully made out of candy

well they probably do

but hear me out: gusher dildo

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pussy looks SO cute during anal

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Thinking about a boyfriend that just casually let's his bros have access to me without ever asking me if I'm ok with it or not. It would start with a "Hey babe Will and Jake are coming over to play games, could you wear the jean shorts for me? Last time you wore them they said they liked it" and progress from a "Sean made some comments about how lucky I was to see you naked so I sent him the nudes you sent me last night" to a "Aw hey did you hear that? Since Trey is having a bad day why don't you let him touch your tits, yeah?" To a "Hey you know my friend Alex is a virgin, right? Yeah he's been pretty down about it so I told him you would fix that for him, you don't mind, right?" To a "Kyle and Aiden's girlfriends found out they were cheating on them and broke up with them today, they're pretty heartbroken. They really need to let some aggression out, I figured you could make them feel a lot better. They're on their way now." ❤️

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I have this fantasy where a group of men that I trust a lot (friends, coworkers, etc) get me a little tipsy at an otherwise boring party or gathering and convince me to play the "Who is touching you?" game, except they neglect to tell me the rest of the rules until I'm already blindfolded with my hands tied around my back. The rules being, each man will take turns "touching" (kissing, groping, stripping...as far as they want to go), and I must guess who it is while blindfolded. If I guess correctly, they must stop immediately, and pass me to the next person. If I guess incorrectly, they get to continue until they cum, however they want to use me to get off. I am then passed to the next person and they will rejoin the que to go again.

Between the sting of betrayal of abused trust and humiliation of what is happening to me I would have to quickly guess whose turn it was to prevent myself from being raped and abused, but after a wrong guess here that leads to a violent blowjob until I'm choking on cock and sobs and a wrong guess there that has my nipples dripping in cum after a forced tit-fuck, it's so hard to focus and concentrate and answer quickly before things go too far that I make another mistake and there's nothing I can do to stop the mystery predator from putting himself inside me and shoving me full, moving my body up and down with his thrusts as the party watches, finishing his turn deep in my womb before passing me on to the next, woozy and mortified and trembled and in no shape to make any more correct guesses. . .