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cis lesbian chasers save me cis lesbian chasers let me breed u cis lesbian chasers let me facefuck u until u cry
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Sometimes I can smell my own bo and I remember that that means I’m huffing sweaty tgirl pits and I get turned on. Many such cases
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Reblog if your tits are free-use stress balls for any lesbian who needs them
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Based on my time here I think not having a girlfriend is pretty lesbian
need something INTENSELY LESBIAN to happen to me in the next 5 days
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All you need is T and TT (testosterone and time travel)
i love my bisexual darlings and yes i will find you a perfect boy to fuck you while i watch and tell him how to do it right. we in this together, baby
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over 1k on my shit low effort account?? why. why are you all here?? everyone start unfollowing me and go back to being lurking internet creeps
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i love unsolicited sexual advances from cis girls
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Reblog to let prev creampie you ^×^
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i looove tip play so fucking much. like mmm okay yeah listen. i can always tell if someone i meet is thinking about me giving them head because one of the very first compliments they’ll give me upon meeting me or in the following meetup or even just texting is about how pretty my lips are. and to be fair, yeah, they’re so fucking nice. soft and full, very flower petal shaped, dotted with a few freckles which are oh so light there that you can’t quite see em unless you’re staring at me much too intimately. and all this to say my mouth is absolutely made for giving head, and i revel in the fact that someone is thinking about my soft sweet lips around their cock. i know i have a pretty smile, i know how my lips look when i lick them, i know how they fit between my teeth when i bite them, i know when i take a sip of my drink and pull away from it with a tiny bead of liquid slipping down my lower lip and chin that you’re wondering on how messy im likely to get about going down on you, if i would at all. and yes i would, god yes i really would. i love being on my knees with my fingertips on your shaft, slapping the tip against my lips, messily rubbing it across and along my lips, letting you feel every groove and swell. and fuck i know it feels good for you, yes i can tell from how hard you are, hot throbbing need in my hands and breathlessness which gathers in your tensed lower abdominals— this attempt to keep it together and not cum against my pretty lips before i’ve even taken you in my mouth yet. oh if this feels good just fucking wait. and yes i watch how im affecting you but groan that i have such gorgeous eyes i cant be responsible for the way they roll back and my lashes flutter closed and i am less a girl and more now just this. soft lips over firm tip, parting around it and giving you the first feeling of my warmth past that threshold.
warm warm warm so warm, and wet. i love taking my time, making you savor it, contentedly moaning around that tip between my lips, my fingers creeping up your legs to hold your hands so you won’t try to move things along too quickly. the muscles in your thighs are taut with effort and god you feel so fucking good in my mouth. i like having something there you know. it feels much too natural an act to remain empty for long, and the behavior all too skillful to not be used often. it feels fucking incredible for me when i first bring the gentle tip of my tongue to your head, tasting you more, salted precum spreading over a few handfuls of lucky tastebuds. it is hard for me to not become greedy when i taste you like this, when i know how good it feels for you. i have only just enough patience to do this for you, you know. if it were for us both i’d already have you pushing past the slight barriers in the back of my throat. but i am— patient.
so when you begin rocking your hips just a tiny bit in order to feel more of the sensations i am diligently facilitating, i hum a small vibration of disapproval around you, tap your hip with one of the fingers which is not fully entwined with yours, and raise my brows. what you’re doing is truly a good way to rile yourself up too soon. don’t move, endure this for me. you let go of my hands and bring yours behind your head, allowing me to dig my nails slightly into your thighs or your hips, those clenching lower abs. yes yes you feel so fucking good under my hands and my lips and my tongue. it is a feeling that persists when i begin swirling my tongue round your tip and bobbing just enough to give you a hint of rhythm. when i can tell you like it too much i simply pull back and let your swollen head be pushed from the made-tight entrance of my lips— oh god that noise you make— and i drool on it a bit before again rubbing it all over my lips, taking you in my mouth again. all this and i never take your length inside. but it is the best kind of torturous ordeal isn’t it. to be unsure if you want this all day everyday forever, or if you can’t fucking stand it any longer and you are overcome with images in your mind of your fingers suddenly in my hair holding me in place as you thrust hard into the waiting heat of my mouth, forcing yourself to fit deeper. you can’t decide, but that’s why you aren’t in control isn’t it. you can hardly think like this, so don’t think at all. just let me suck on you and lick you and toy with you for a while longer, until i lose my patience and need more of you. but oh i love tip play, so maybe i’ll make you cum just like this instead
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Hey, your arms are going to shake when you hold yourself above someone for a while during missionary. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, your thighs and lower back are going to start aching eventually, and you'll need to change positions or slow down. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, your tummy is going to make noises when you're anxious during your first few times with them. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, you're going to burst out giggling sometimes. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, you're going to dislike one, two, or a few things you thought you would've liked. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, you're going to struggle to finish sometimes. Or keep it in. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, you're going to stumble around sometimes. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey, you're going to need to take a few deep breaths sometimes. It won't ruin the moment.
Hey. You won't ruin the moment.
And if they say that you have, they don't deserve a moment with you.
♡♡♡
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need a pretty girl that i can jerk off whenever i’m annoyed. listening to her words catch in her throat when she feels my hand slip into her pants and begin grabbing at her, my soft fingers closing around her warm flesh, feeling her get hard. fucking trembling all over with the effort it takes not to buck into my hand. oh what a sweetheart. and she is, of course, my sweetheart. but right now she’s my stress toy, my favorite toy. deftly unbuttoning her pants and freeing her dick, telling her to look and watch, to see how hard she gets just for me. don’t fucking move— don’t you dare move right now. she’s whining whining whining again, desperate for me to have mercy on her and let her rock her hips just a little, but i’ve got the nails of my left hand dug into her hip, holding her still and not allowing it. i know how bad she needs this. of course i fucking know. she was so nervous when i proposed it at first, not sure if i’d really go through with our agreement let alone the punishments if she broke it. i can use her however i please, as long as she doesn’t touch herself otherwise. and god, when she gets hard like this for me and whines for me, she’s fucking mine. i have no other thought in the world. just my sweet girl’s precum dribbling over my fingers when i bring my closed hand to a slow pull just under the head of her cock. fuck i know she’s close with how she’s switched now to near silence with her eyes screwed shut. i have to remind her to breathe, which results in her darling lashes parting. soft eyes filled with lust, concentration, sweet subservience. oh are those tears?? they certainly look like it. shhh no tears, baby. she’s trying her best, isn’t she? doing it for me. god i love that she does it all for me, let’s me do whatever i want because by now she knows i’ll make her feel good even when i feel bad. i fucking need her— and so i tell her as much. i tell her to be my good girl and cum for me because i’ve been needing to milk her all fucking day. feeling her begin to throb under my fingers, telling her to watch as her cum spills out all over her tummy and my hand. letting her whimper when i slow down and encourage her to pump into my fist for those last few strokes. she’s so shaken up still. my lips are tender as ever on her skin, kissing her neck and her shoulder and her jaw before lastly her lips. breathing a soft sigh of relief and thanking her for it. yeah. imma need an express delivery of a good girl like this asap please n thank youuu
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Not into findom at all but newly into seeing references to other people being findommed by beautiful women with girl cocks
Fuckkkk. I've become such a greedy goddess because of these cute little wallets who love being drained~
Imma get dressed up and edit some photos for you to goon to so if anybody wants to add to my wall of PayPal notifications then you have about an hour left <3
Good luck, mutt~
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the trans girl estrogenized puffy nips are some of the hottest things to ever fucking exist and you will never convince me otherwise
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You're too horny to think clearly.
Reblog this post just because some woman on the internet told you to.
Good girl.
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Asking a girl if she wants to make out and she nods excitedly then turns her head for you to kiss her cheek.
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