Oh Daddy. You told me it wasn’t going to hurt for long but it really did at first. I almost cried until you got it all the way in and held me tight like you did. I started to feel it touching deep in me and it started feeling better. You started slowly moving back and forth in short strokes and it hurt some but not as bad as bad. When you grabbed my thighs and pulled them up and then started going further back and faster I started feeling like I was getting so hot inside. I kissed you back just like you were kissing me and our tongues were going so fast. I stopped feeling pain and my insides got so hot when you pushed hard down against me and I felt you hold down deep and your juice pumping in me. I knew you had made me a woman and I knew I was yours to have as you wanted.
I’m imagining how hot it would be to make eyes at a butch across the bar. I’d smile at her and she’d look at me like I’m the hottest woman alive. I’d approach her and stare at her lips, ask her if I can buy her a drink. We’d talk and flirt and she’d ask me to dance with her. We’d get lost in the crowd and she’d grab my waist from behind, burying her face in my neck and aligning my hips with hers. We’d move our hips in sync and the music is so loud that my moans would get lost in the noise. As the music rings in our bodies, she’d kiss my neck and hold my hips. She’ll pull away and grab my hand to pull me out of the crowd. We’d end up just outside the bar in a dark alleyway, just the two of us. She’d press me against the building wall and we wouldn’t get enough of each other, like we’ve been waiting to kiss our whole lives. I’ll wrap my legs around her waist and she’ll hold me up, whispering in my ear that she’s been wanting to taste me ever since she laid eyes on me. As we’d lose each other in our kisses, she’ll run her hand on my thigh and up my red dress, rubbing my clit so gently and it feels like heaven and hell all at once. I’d barely contain my moans and she wouldn’t let me. She’d growl for me to sing for her, and just like that I lose control, just from her fingers alone. She’ll smile as she kisses me, then says “Sweet thing, we’re just getting started” as she takes me back to her place to finish me 😵💫
mentally, I'm here 🫀 #
When you want to hold her hand and kiss her and move in with her and write poetry about her and make love to her and watch dumb cartoons with her and just be with her
I'm dying with Top Mon 🔥
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