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sure, i'll drink the pink swirly potion that released a little heart shaped cloud when you uncorked it. what's the worst that could happen

wanna get too high with some handsy friends

Being an insane sex pervert is fun until it hits that what turns me on is actually what turns me on and I am like fucked in the head for real

Another really fun thing about collars is how easy it is to reposition someone with them. It's pretty hard to fight against it (not quite as hard as with proper hair pulling but up there) so the subject will usually just follow along with it automatically. This is much of the appeal of leashes, to me. I love being able to just casually with a firm twist of my wrist force my sub into my lap, or pull it away from something else, or even just remind it that its mine.

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training a sub out of their brat phase is the most enjoyable part of domming to me. like what do you mean you talked back to me so i have you tied to the bed with a vibrator, cumming your brains out until you're overstimulated and crying and whimpering about how you'll be good and obedient from now on.

i want you so into me that i give you kinks you never thought you’d have

lesbian breeding,,,, lesbian mating press,,,,,, lesbian babymaking,,,,,,,,, lesbian pregnancy,,,,,,,,,,,,,

If you let me kiss your jawline I’m not responsible for what I’m gonna do to you next

“oh god baby you stretch out my pussy so good” while a greedy femme is riding my strap and rolling her hips to make sure her pussy is as full as possible

playing with their clit during a sloppy makeout session just so you can watch them try and keep up with your mouth >>>

What if I unbuckled your belt and slid your pants down just enough to push your boxers down and slide my strap between your legs. Just greedily fucking your thighs while my strap rubs against your clit. I've got you pushed up against a wall. Greedily and hungrily thrusting on a rhythm as I kiss along your neck and grab your face for a kiss. Pressing myself closer to you as I thrust more sloppily. You'd be soaking wet wouldn't you? I'd let you taste yourself on my strap after I'm done.