Latest Posts by pxppyygf - Page 2
umm fucking sniffsniffsniffsniffsniff ??? ? (x)
how do i explain to an older man that i wanna be his little princess but also make sure he’s well taken care of and babied from time to time??
the masculine urge to love her in ways her father didn't.
I love it when an older man is obsessed with me. Yes, show me that I belong to you, I will be only too happy to give you my attention 24/7
I want a grown man to be obsessed with me.
Have this crude ear rub rub animation
Kneeling isn't for Me, it's for you. There can be no next step until the first one is willingly forfeit.
Sorry, what was that kiddo? I couldn't hear you with my cock buried dkwn your little throat ❤️
I need a little girl who will talk to me on the phone and tell me her trauma and I tell her how much worse the things are that I’m going to do to her (we’re both going to cum loud and you’re going to call me dad)
how life feels when do can girlblog without having a creepy "@callmedaddyuser" annoying you
dad boyfriend coercing me to drink too many beers, and when I'm all tipsy and drunk, he gently starts to grope me, making sure years of grooming me into being his perfect little fucktoy pays up.
dad boyfriend making me suck his cock, making sure to suck and play with his heavy balls too... He can even slap his dick on my face and see how my eyes glaze over and my needy greedy mouth opens up, begging to be filled!!
dad boyfriend bending me over the couch, saying he was going to make my tingly cunnie feel better! To stop this tingly sensation, he needs to breed me over and over again until I'm too dumb and full of cum that I can only scream... For what? I'm not even sure anymore! everything is sooo dizzy and spinning and it feels good!
dad boyfriend Stuffing my mouth with his fingers as he calms me down, shushing me and saying that everything is going to be fine, I'm with my daddy now! I just need to feel dizzy and filled. Don't worry about what mom or big brother would think. We are just having good bonding time!
LORDDD
PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE LIKE THIS
overthinking gf x bf who fucks her until she can't think anymore
"i'm too old for you, sweetheart." my panties are literally on the floor rn
trying to beat the daddy issues allegations, but i crave tight hugs from men with big arms, need male validation to feel good about myself, and cry whenever a man raises his voice at me :(
"Bro you let her wear that in public?" Yea motherfucker I picked it so men would stare at her knowing they can't have her
I really need to empty my balls into a little tasty young thing.
Of course the plug stays in and the collar stays on during dinner with your parents kidd0 ❤️
Dad who uses his daughter as a fuck toy picking her up by the waist and just ramming his big adult cock into sweet little pussy as she looks up at him with her sweet innocent eyes and sucks on her paci
“you’re too young” okay so cum inside me :D
Your daughter crying means "go deeper" btw
“Not now, I’m tired,” I groan, burying my face into the pillows, my voice muffled and thick with exhaustion. My body feels heavy, like it’s sinking into the mattress, and all I want is to drift off into sleep. The room is quiet, save for the soft rustle of sheets as I shift uncomfortably, trying to find a position that will let me escape into oblivion.
But then I feel it—the weight of the mattress dipping beside me, the heat of a body too close, too familiar. My heart skips a beat, and for a moment, I freeze, torn between pretending to be asleep and acknowledging the presence that suddenly fills the room.
“I know, sweetheart. I know,” comes the low, smooth voice of him. It’s a voice that sends a shiver down my spine, one that’s both comforting and terrifying all at once. “Just… here. Just hold… theeeere you go…”
I whimper softly as I feel his hands—big, warm, and unrelenting—slip under the waistband of my soft little pyjama bottoms. The fabric glides down my legs with ease, leaving me exposed to the cool air of the room. His palms slide up the backs of my thighs, rough yet gentle, and I can’t help but squirm under his touch.
“I don’t want t—” I start to protest, but my words are cut off by a sharp slap that echoes through the room. His hand cracks down on the curve of my ass, the sting radiating through my skin and making me yelp. Once. Twice. Three times. Each impact is harder than the last, leaving my flesh tingling and my breath hitching in my throat.
“Shut the fuck up,” he growls, his voice low and commanding, a tone that brooks no argument. Before I can even think to respond, his hand is over my mouth, muffling any sound I might make as he yanks my face out of the pillows. His grip is firm, almost painfully so, but it’s the sudden intrusion of his cock that leaves me gasping against his palm.
“Mmh! N- n- nnnnn…” My voice is a muffled cry, a mix of pain and something else—something I don’t want to acknowledge. His big, thick cock pushes into me, stretching me open in ways that make my toes curl and my back arch. He’s not gentle, not in the slightest, and the burn of it leaves me trembling.
“God, you’re so wet,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear as his voice drips with a dark satisfaction that makes my stomach clench. His cock moves inside me, filling me to the brim, and I can feel every inch of him as he begins to thrust. “You can pretend all you want, sweetheart, but your body doesn’t lie.”
I want to deny it. I want to scream, to argue, to push him away. But I can’t. My body betrays me, responding to him in ways that make my chest tighten and my breath come in shallow gasps. He’s relentless, pounding into me with a force that leaves me clawing at the sheets, my moans muffled against his hand. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, hot and humiliating, as I feel myself being pulled apart by him, over and over again.
“Shut up,” he hisses, his voice rough with desire—or something darker. “Just shut the fuck up and take my cock.” His words are harsh, cruel even, but there’s something in the way he says them that sends a jolt of electricity straight through me. His hand presses harder against my mouth, his fingers digging into the sides of my face as his hips snap against mine, driving his cock deeper with every thrust.
I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is feel—every movement, every stroke, every searing inch of him as he takes what he wants from me. My body arches involuntarily, my back pressing against his chest as he fucks me with a ferocity that leaves me trembling. The room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, of my muffled cries and his ragged breaths, and the heat between us is almost unbearable.
“That’s it,” he growls, his voice low and guttural, a sound that sends a shiver down my spine. “Take it. Take every fucking inch.” His hand moves from my mouth to my hip, his grip bruising as he pulls me back onto him, his cock slamming into me with a force that leaves me seeing stars.
I can’t hold back the moan that escapes my lips, the sound rising in pitch as he pushes me closer to the edge. My hands clutch at the sheets, my nails digging into the fabric as I try to anchor myself against the onslaught of sensation. His other hand tangles in my hair, yanking my head back and forcing me to arch even more, exposing my neck to his hungry mouth.
“You feel so fucking good,” he murmurs against my skin, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh of my neck as he fucks me harder, faster. His voice is a mix of praise and demand, and it only serves to heighten the heat pooling low in my belly. “So tight, so wet—just for me. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
I can’t answer. I can’t even form a coherent thought as his cock slams into me, each thrust harder than the last, driving me closer and closer to the edge. My body is on fire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure and pain, and I can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside me.
“Come for me,” he commands, his voice a growl that sends a jolt of electricity straight through me. His hand moves to my clit, his fingers rough as they circle the sensitive bundle of nerves, and it’s all I can do to hold on. “Come on, sweetheart. Let go.”
And I do. I shatter, my body convulsing around him as I’m pulled under by the force of my orgasm. My screams are muffled against the pillow, my body trembling as he continues to fuck me through it, his cock driving into me with a relentless rhythm that leaves me gasping for air.
“That’s it,” he growls, his voice low and guttural as he fucks me through the aftershocks, his own release building with every thrust. “That’s my girl.”
And then, just as I feel him stiffen above me, his cock pulsing inside me as he finds his own release, he leans down, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, “You’re mine. Never forget that.”
the true meaning of this post will be revealed in 2016
unfortunately, i am the type of girl to pretend to be friends with you to fuck your hot father 😕
i might look innocent but i’m always thinking about an older man edging me until i cry hehe ੈ♡˳