Doctor Said I Need 100ccs Dryhumping Or I'll Die If You Even Care

plushie expletives:

holy stitches

oh my buttons

dear stuffing

what the fabric

Oh hey tboy- *leans on giant lifetime supply of testosterone* -Oh, this old thing? Ha, yeah its just going to my future husband... whoever that is... *sighs and leans on the lifetime supply of T wistfully*

Wise words to live by 🤤

me? fucking myself until i’m panting and whining like a desperate whore while scrolling through your posts and imagining they’re all about us? it’s a lot more likely than you’d think

sorry i’m in slut mode again. i mean hi how are you

-🪷

hehehe oh? and how do you know theyre not about you? <33

i love love love! to hear that youre enjoying yourself and my blog!!!//! i wish i was a more active participant in helping,.. but maybe a few more new posts could help ? hehe lets be sluts together <3 !!

I'm your tumblr crush now. You don't have a choice.

hehe new blog ... possibly testing to see if i can move here ^_^

I always have had a thing for sheep-- They're cute prey in general, but recently, it's gotten a little hand. Since coming over here, my desire to just fucking rail and devour cute little lamb things has been through the roof. Certain people (you know who you are) have got me RAVENOUS

I just wanna sink my claws into a cute little sheep and drag them away, bleating and squirming before pinning them and silencing them with a low growl and the sensation of my knot pressed up against their tailhole-- among other things

subs being bratty and sending their doms needy pictures and texts knowing they cant do anything about it is nice… so they can get rutted into for hours on end when they get home till they’re all spent, overstimmed till they cry since they wanted to be so needy about it.… but what about doms sending subs things just as needy…

they know you cant reciprocate at the moment, you can barely even respond with how busy you are.. but you cant help but glance over at their notifications. your thighs squeeze together, but you miss them too much to look away. they’ll send you texts about how they miss you, what they’re dying to do to you. maybe they’ll send pictures of what they’re doing, their hand in their pants thinking about you.

they know you’ll be crawling back to them as soon as you can, begging for them more pathetically than you already do. you’d practically be dripping by the time you get through the door. they just have to sit and wait for you to get home.

going into heat and my owner just puts a dumb dog cone on me so i dont do anything that im not supposed to without them . evil.