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I surprise my gf when she comes home from work
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More Cowgirl! More on our blog YummyCouple.com, 4K vid on https://onlyfans.com/yummycouple

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Follow me at Lovepetitebusty for more Petite / Slim Busty Girls
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Things that Make Me Feel Little
• Helping me make decisions (what clothes to wear, how to do my hair, etc.) • Tell me I’m to little to do things on my own • Kiss my forehead • Cut up my food • Fix my clothes • Pet my head!! • Buckle my seatbelt • Tell me to use my big girl words if I mumble • Tell me/Ask me who’s a good little girl • Hold my hand when crossing the street
• Order my food for me • Read to me These are just a few but it makes me so happy and it is so much more appreciated than you know!!
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I’m still alive guys lol. Just some phone drama here recently. But I still exist here.
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Lover -
We all evolve. We all grow and learn. We all keep changing. The same is true of us.
We have been together over a year now, and in that time we have reinvented ourselves and redefined our relationship on many levels. She is still my most prized possession, but the meaning of that has changed. She is more than that now. More than a slave, a sub, a little girl, an object. More than lover or a girlfriend or a significant other. Something…undefinable.
Do I still own her? Very much so. If anything my ownership is stronger than ever.
Is she still submissive? Very much so, but that submission is subtler now, as she grows into herself and defines who she is.
Despite her struggles with anxiety and depression, her battle with being a feminist and yet needing to be owned, we have grown into something special.
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Something that occurs often with me is going from adoring how I look to complete self loathing in a matter of seconds. Sometimes the photos we take make me want to cry and throw up when I see how I appear and other times I feel like a strong, beautiful goddess. I’ve always lived like this, in the extremes. Finding the middle ground has always been a struggle.
What never changes is the love I have for my best friend and Dom. Some might think it strange that I refer to my Dom as my best friend, but there is no one who makes me smile and laugh and who I can be completely myself around. As our relationship has evolved and changed, we have only grown stronger and closer. I can go from laughing and joking around, singing a silly song at the top of my lungs, to begging for Daddy’s cock in the snap of a finger. Just because our BDSM relationship doesn’t fit into a strict mold does not make it any less valid.
Together, with much patience, trial and error, and broken bed springs, we’ve been able to find the middle ground for an indescribable romantic and sexual relationship that exceeds anything we have experienced before with a love that goes to the moon and back an infinite amount of times.
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