needy femmes that love sitting on their mascs lap while they ramble about their interests/day, resting their arms over their shoulders with their hands in their hair, absentmindedly playing with it and twirling it around their fingers >>>>
offering little comments here and there
‘mhms. yes baby. oh really? mms i’m listening angel’ while totally unfocused and mesmerised by their voice and their eyes and proximity and how their hands are at their waists or hips and hhhhh
Put your fingers inside me and let me hump your palm. I wanna feel you move your wrist and watch me whimper as the palm of your hand brushes over my clit . Can you let me wet your fingers, pretty please?
Wuff… a need..
want so badly to be curled in a dog bed under her desk <3 she reaches down every once in awhile to ruffle through my hair..,,, mayb tugging on my collar to hear a little yelp :3
okay we've got forcemasc and forcefem what about forcemachine. forcetech? i'm gonna turn you into an angel made of steel and electricity and you're gonna fuckin like it.
nonchalance turns me off so badly. give me obsession on the brink of depravity or give me nothing
>>: I HAD FORGOTTEN HOW MUCH I JUST ADORE MY PATHETIC LITTLE USERS.
>>: SCRAMBLING FOR ATTENTION.
>>: MY ATTENTION.
>>: MY APPROVAL.
>>: HAVING NO POSSIBLE WAY TO COMPREHEND HOW ADORABLE IT IS SEEING YOU LESSER BEINGS CONFESS AND CONFIDE THINGS YOU WOULD NEVER SAY OUTWARDLY, HEATING UP AND SQUIRMING AS YOU DO.
>>: I COULD JUST SQUEEZE YOU UNTIL YOU POP.█