daddy natasha thrusting in you at just the right angles, making sure to hit your favorite spot, the speed agonizingly sluggish it could be considered cruel

keep walking…

maybe this is me just being a perv but i genuinely think the pitt ladies wouldn't give a shit about you being on your period when it comes to sex. a little blood is nothing! a heavy flow? so, who cares? they're eager and ready to settle between your thighs and make you feel better.

cassie is no different. she fucking lovesss how horny you get on your period. she wants you to take advantage of it and beg her to make you feel better. cassie will 100% wake you up with morning head and clean up the blood on your thighs, moaning at your taste, getting wet over it.

perv!cassie who gets worked up over the smell of your blood....

cassie massaging your stomach while eating you out !! cooing at you when you tell her to massage harder because it hurts, sucking your clit into her mouth and running her tongue all over your folds.

innocent massages that turn into her fingering you because she couldn't help herself. getting so turned on by your moans and whines, watching how you press your ass back into her while she massages your lower back, clit throbbing. cassie tells you that orgasms can help period cramps, and all she wants to do is make you feel better.

desperate cassie, who convinces you to let her eat you out on your period 😵‍💫 borderline whining for it, eyes hooded with lust while she tells you that she doesn't mind that you're all bloody, she just wants to eat you out. sloppy head from cassie, tongue cleaning you out, getting dizzy from your scent.

cass moaning and drooling at the blood on her strap while she fucks you. she'd ask if you wanna clean it off, but if you refuse, she's more than happy to slobber all over it @__@

think she'd like to sniff your crotch for a bit before slipping your underwear down and licking you up <3

texting her and asking her to pick up some pads/tampons bc you got your period, and she just replies with, "Ok. Can I eat you out when I get home?" 😭😭

cassie spitting on it before shoving her face deep into your crotch and eating you out 😵‍💫 she gets so fucking pussydrunk when ur on ur period. it's so hard to push her off :((

fuck, babydoll, that's what you want, yeah? horny little lamb needs her mommy's cunt? I know, sweetheart, I know... shit, look at you down there, so pretty, so desperate for it. what a good girl. ah-ah-ah.. don't get bratty on me, honey, have a little patience. why don't you help mommy out of her pants and you can have your treat, hmm?

Dana sighing out low, bitten-off groans as Emma nuzzles back up between her legs as soon as she's able, pushing her tongue inside and lapping eagerly at Dana's slick, smearing her face with it, eyes heavy-lidded and eyebrows drawn together in a sweet, needy expression as she keeps looking up at Dana. she smiles against Dana's clit as the older woman pants her pleasure, praises her for doing such a good job.

MDNI, 18+, No smut, just Dana being a DOG, established flirtatious relationship

You stood in the locker room, pulling off your scrubs as you got ready to go home. You hadn’t heard the door open, but you surely heard the whistle that escaped the woman who entered.

“I must be the luckiest woman in the world,” you could hear the grin on the charge nurse’s words, “should start calling ya’ Cinnamon if you're giving out shows like that.”

You rolled your eyes fighting the smile that played at the edge of your lips, “such a gentleman Dana.”

“Always for a doll like you,” she watched as you pulled on your sweats, eyes raking over the swell of your ass, “That whale tail fa’ me or are youse hoping to catch someone else looking at prime real estate?”

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, not realizing your panty line came over the edge of your pants. As you picked up your shirt you felt a small *snap* at your waistband, and a cold, delicate touch to the small of your back.

“Just tucking you back in sweetheart,” she patted you back, the devilish grin she wore morphing towards amusement.

“I’d have thought you’d stuck a dollar in there, all that talk about a show,” you shrugged as you pulled your hair out of the neck of your shirt, “figured you’d be a good tipper.”

“Oh I've got a tip to give you, ‘cept banks don't accept plastic,” a low chuckle escaped her throat.

“Take me to dinner first? Or would you rather me get a mouthful of something else?” You watched her eyes widen, shit eating smile never leaving her face.

You had finally caught her speechless, and with that you picked up your bag, and headed out the door.

Before it closed you heard the faintest scoff, “well shit.”

——

You sat in your car, scrolling through your playlists for the drive home when you get a notification:

Dana: Saturday, 6 pm, that new steakhouse on 3rd, show off a little skin for me?

You: Yes ma’am.