#nd his thighs r <3_<3

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wan big bro to manhandle me then treat me like a princess after <3 i want him to give my princess parts little kissies :3

as always wrio is on my brain and I am unhealthily thinking abt the idea that after not seeing him for a long time, you just have to throw a fit because its the only way you can get him to handle you just a bit rougher ! ! I

just know in my heart that he loves when you’re bratty and foul-mouthed because it fuels his incessant need to toss you around on the bed, and press rough kissies on your darling princess parts. he likes to pinch your achy clit and maybe even spank it if he’s feeling especially impatient.

his breath is so soft on your labia, his pretty lips dancing around the soft folds of your moist flesh, watching the expanse of your empty hole. he presses gentle kisses to tease and when you fidget from his successful attempts at provoking you, his big veiny arms just pin you in place so he can keep mouthing on your cunny. 

his strength easily subdued you from an embarrassed squeal and he mumbles on the surface of your skin, “does this little cunt deserve good girl pats ? been gone for so long and this is how you treat your big brother ?”

you give him such a hard time but could he really hold it against you when its your cry for his attention. you're simply  itching for him to fold you over so he could take a closer look at the pussy he would pump with his seed by the end of the day.

and just when he feels that his teasing was adequate, handling you with a stern and gentle dominance, he'd part your legs wider to separate your puffed lips to press more kisses on your center. 

“so fucking tiny, baby. I can fit the whole thing in my mouth if I tried. .” 

and as always. you're overwhelmed by your big brothers strength. he never fails to remind you that he’s big, so much bigger than you. and that you’re small and so you can’t stop him from sucking your cunt raw. you can’t stop the trail of his tongue circling over the shape of your hole. you just have to lay there and brace it because you can’t fight him— not that you even wanted to. 

he pulls your lower half closer to his mouth, to taste more of what your leaky cunt had to offer. 

“want me spit on this little pussy ? would you like that honey? want your big brother to soil this sweet cunt ?” he pulls at the folds with the tips of his thumbs. “ you’re so tight too. y’think my tongue is big enough to stretch it or do you need my cock?” he chuckles.

! ! i truly think wriothesly rlly enjoys the control he has over you. even moments where he struggles to contain your brimming passion and stubbornness, he finds comfort that you will always circle back to being his docile girl that bends to his arduous display at strength and skill. 

you whine, and it sounds like something as beautiful as wind chimes at the thought of him.

his fingers, his cock, tongue. you want it all and it doesn’t take much longer afterwards for your big brother to fulfill that request. he’s a master dancing on the thin line of treating you delicately but also as rough as you desire <333