You're in her DMs, I'm in her contacts list under the name "Dad". We are not the same.
letting him buckle the strap on my shoe, pretending not to feel how his fingers run over my panties on his way back up
Can I own you? Not in your name, not in your flesh, but in the way you can’t stop thinking of me. In the way we can't get out of one anothers head.
When I hump I feel so helpless and dumb, rolling my eyes back and hanging my tongue out, almost like a dog in heat (maybe I am). Humping so much that all of my thoughts leak out from my hole leaving me empty and mindless as I pant and moan like a pathetic slut.
We should be watching a horror movie or Christmas movie together, and you should have fallen asleep safely in my arms, and should be leaving a huge puddle of your drool all over me, just for me to wipe it from your mouth and onto my clothing, because nothing proper to clean it up with was close
We shall plant a garden
Flowers will bloom and trees will sprout
We will die there, rotting within the comfort of our garden
And in it we shall find eternity
voice kink so bad he was telling me random facts and i was fingering myself mid phone call
If he buys me Blythe dolls or the sylvanian families I’ll suck his dick so hard I puke 🥰