The Feeling When She Finally Slides Her Fingers In After Teasing Me Forever

No..I actually don’t want a nonchalant “cool” masc… I want a pathetic nerd that can hardly look me in the eye!

An absolute sweetheart who’d never dream of disappointing me. Someone who stutters and trembles when I get a bit too close. I want a sweet baby who treats me like their life treasure…is that too much to ask universe?

Soon enough I'll be inside of you, filling you up, and having you writhing beneath me.

I. Can't. Wait.

get you a masc who can cook up a mean dinner and then eat you for dessert

sorry i said “ahhhhh!” when you stuck your fingers in my mouth can we still fuck?

toying with you is fun, i get to giggle and tease. but i know ill end up in my knees anyways, in my place < 3

Need to make her so horny that she fucks herself to our texts

sometimes i can't tell if i fantasize more about having super thick, suckable, huge juicy nipples or finding a cute mommy femme to tease bite and suck. probably the latter.... but it gets me hot to think about mine being so big that strangers and friends stare, pinch and stroke them through my shirt

i love tits, happy easter

hey so word for word!

god i need my tits played with so badly. to feel my nipples pinched, kneaded, and sucked until i feel em grow hard and wet in someone’s mouth. i’d treat em like they were giving me head, holding their head down for a few seconds before pulling it back to see that dazed look, all while cooing in their ear about how good they’re taking me, how they make mommy feel good every time their tongue rolls and flicks over my nipple and their teeth graze against it as they suck. i could probably come close to cumming from that alone.

my strap might not be real, i might not be able to feel you but you know what is real and what i do feel? your pussy stretching and wrapping around my cock so deliciously i can feel it in my own clit.

That desperate, teary crack in your voice when you beg.

"Please... I-"

But words are just so hard for you, aren't they?

"Beg, baby. Tell me how much you want it. You can do better than "please", can't you?"

And I know you can. I've seen the filthy fantasies you cover your blog with, the dirty secrets you think you're hiding from me.

I want to hear it. I want to hear how desperately you want me. Go on. If you can write so well, let me hear your words.