subspace and finger-fucking. thats the post
“sh, let me do the thinking for you, love.”
“you’re doing so good, letting me take care of you.”
“who’s my good girl? that’s right, you’re my good girl.”
“did i say you could do that?”
“you can’t even speak, hm? only let out the prettiest, most breathtaking moans for me? that’s okay, love, i love those.”
“are you so spaced out? my princess looks so pretty for me.”
“god, your pussy is just sucking in my fingers, what if i add more, hm? oh, someone likes that idea.”
“does that feel good? do you need me to go faster, hm?”
“aw, look at you. such a moaning, pathetic mess for me. i bet you feel so good, my fingers in your pussy, rubbing right there, while my thumb is circling your clit. just going faster and faster and faster.”
“you’re so loud, princess. i wonder what the neighbors think, of you practically screaming as i fuck you. i wonder if they can hear how soaked you get when i curl my fingers inside of you.”
“aw, is my girl close? you look like you want to come so bad for me, your hands are just gripping the sheets.”
“go ahead, you know what do to do-ask me if you can come. oh, such a good girl for me, so polite.”
“i’m sorry baby, i just love seeing you so adorable like this. stretched out, dripping onto my hand, head back moaning my name.”
“yes, go ahead, come for me, pretty girl.”
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