sundays mornings are for stroking him slowly under the covers until he loses it
Thinking about a dom who will kiss my tears away and hold my wrists together when I start getting overstimulated. Thinking about a dom who will hold my hips in place and force my legs open when I cum again for the umpteenth time. Thinking about a dom who will coo and degrade me when I start babbling nonsense about how it’s “too much” and “feels so good”. Thinking about a dom who’s still not quite done with me even after I go to sleep, all tuckered out from hours of cumming, and continuing to fuck me, making me squirm and moan in my sleep. Thinking about a dom…
intelligence is so attractive
Morskie Oko. June 2024
There are things that cannot be changed and that hurt a lot, you have to accept them with that pain that burns and burns inside... But they had to be like that...
“Not now baby, I’m tired.” I groan, burying my face into the pillows.
“I know sweetheart. I know. Just- here just hold- theeeere you go…”
I whine gently as I feel you slip off my soft little pyjama bottoms, your big warm hands running up the backs of my legs.
“I don’t want t-” My complaint is cut short by a squeal as your hand cracks down on the round curve of my ass. Once. Twice. Three times.
“Shut the fuck up.”
Your hand covers my mouth, yanking my pretty face up out of its hiding place just at the same moment as your big, thick cock pushes its way inside me.
“Mmh! N- n- nnnnn…”
“God, you’re so wet.” Your voice is right by my ear, your cock stretching out my tight little holes.
Pounding into me. Over and over again. Harder and harder. Making me scream. Making me cry.
“Shut up. Just shut the fuck up and take my cock.” My moans are muffled against your palm, my tears rolling down over your fingers as they dig into the sides of my face.
Someone teach me how to flirt real quick
Blonde lady, mid 30s, Australian. Love the ocean, animals and everything pink 🏝️🐾🩷
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