✨ just some thoughts 🔮

I wanna use my femme as my personal camgirl, I wanna sit back, unbuckle my jeans, pull down my boxers a little and start fucking up into my toy while I give her instructions on call, just whatever I wanna see, I wanna be a pervert about it and I know she's a little shy but I also know she'd love it cuz she loves being my whore, I'd tell her to put on her stockings, I'd tell her to suck off her dildo just so i can watch her choking on a cock, I like the idea that she finds it just a littleeee bit embarrassing and demeaning but she's my sex toy so she'll obey, I get her to bend over and spread pussy and I can see her getting wet, I say filthy things about her body like she cant hear, im not talking to her, i only instruct her on what to do, I tell her to open her mouth for me when I cum and she does like a good slut-I just treat her like my pornstar UGH

making her undo my belt, unzip my jeans, pull my boxers down. instructing her. "slower, baby. take your time." comforting her when her hands shake, if she fumbles, stroking her hair and petting her and cooing at her, "there you go, hon. give it a kiss...." all nice and sweet until i'm fucking her face and ignoring her crying

If I'm slowly pressing my cock inside of you and you moan "It's so big" you must want me to put my full weight on top of you and roughly thrust into you. Why else would you goad me like that

want my femme’s pouty “i miss you” texts turning into her sending me exactly what she wants me to do when I get home. her getting bolder with each message until she’s desperately begging. walking through the door to her already waiting, exactly how I told her to.

Give your butch a handjob after they've worked out. Send post.

who wants to sit in my lap and have their legs forced apart while i play porn on my laptop and keep my fingers in you to see what happens when i grab your jaw and make you watch it. gosh, you’re really into that? so fucking disgusting, look how wet my fingers are getting. what’s wrong with you huh? are you fucked up or something? i thought you said you didn’t like this stuff

when she looks so cute and innocent lying on her tummy in bed reading on her phone but then you realize she is scrolling that filthy tumblr shit again and grinding her pussy down into the mattress. and well. what do you do with that? that's not exactly good girl behavior is it? if she's that needy it kind of hurts your feelings when she goes to tumblr instead of coming to you, isn't that right? maybe you should make her read that shit out loud. maybe she ought to have to tell you exactly what it is that's got her all squirmy and wet like this, exactly what kind of slut she thinks she wants to be. make her tell you who's got her feeling this way. and maybe she needs a spanking to remind her what bad girls get. press a vibe to her desperate little clit and slap her ass red and make her keep reading until she's got tears in her eyes and she can't see the screen anymore and the only word she has left in her is "please".

im high, horny and need a femme in their panties, sitting on my lap, rocking back and forth on my strap until it ‘accidentally’ slips inside of them and i start helping them ride me

fingering my overstimulated femme so fast, she’s hiccupping through her sobs. “that’s it, cry harder baby. wanna see you completely destroyed.” three fingers deep, curling with each thrust. “look at this mess. you’re dripping everywhere, crying everywhere. so fucking pathetic and I love it.” she tries to close her legs but i force them open. “no, you’re gonna take it and cry pretty for me.”

want to hold her legs together hooked helpless over one of my shoulders and fuck her tight little hole so hard and deep she can't do anything about it. just hold her by her legs and use her roughly. incoherent in her whimpering and whining and moaning and screaming. chest flushed pretty, thighs a sticky mess. isn't this what she wanted? to feel wanted? desired? i want her to feel fucked. used and filled and stretched and sore. throbbing about me, because of me, for me. i want her to miss me when i pull out.

Sometimes the only proper course of action is to grab that angel by the hips, pin them face first against the wall, and forcefully breed them until they're a weeping, overstimulated mess