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fucking my femme in her sleep and recording it just to show her how good she looks for me when she’s unconscious

its nothing some ibuprofen and a blunt and 5 beers and a head injury and jacking off and killing myself cant fix

having someone get me so so high so I won't say no to them rubbing my wet cunt through my boxers

want a femme i can smoke with, have her grind against my leg while we pass it back and forth

so hungry I could eat a femme ripping on a bong between my legs while looking up at me

when I’m ovulating so it starts feeling like two girls can have a baby

touching myself to the thought of you touching yourself to the thought of me.

a femme should never have to pinch her own nipples. that a butches job

thinking of you forcing me to ride you when it's a little too big for my comfort. my back to your chest, your hands on my hips guiding me down as far as i can go. gently sliding your hands up until they're flared against my ribs, the tips of your fingers ghosting over my nipples to help me relax and take more. voice in my ear, gentle and warm to get me exactly where you want. asking me all my favorite questions and calling me all my favorite names in that horribly condescending tone. praising me, telling me that i'm smart and i can focus; purposefully pushing in just an inch when so. working me through it until im a soft mess in your arms. resting my head on your shoulder and bringing a hand back to pull your hair as i let go of any restraint i wanted to fake before.

sluttiest thing a woman can do is call herself daddy