it's a secret

I bet kissing + heavy touching would do wonders for my mental health

I love bruises from sex. I love when my holes are sore from taking cock. I love when my jaw hurts from sucking them off. I love the ache in my muscles the next day. I love all the little reminders that remain after they’ve used me, the way they’ve imprinted themselves on my body in a way I get to feel for days afterwards.

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your husband who tucks a pillow underneath you as he fucks you so that you’ll be more comfortable; your husband who switches dishes/drinks with you if you did not like your order at a restaurant but appreciated his; your husband who makes sure your body is covered with a blanket so that you do not get cold before pressing a kiss to your forehead. and your husband who hugs you in the morning just to press his bulge against your ass before he eats you out because your pleasure is, ultimately, his

kissing you softly while he rolls the head of his cock back and forth over your clit, half-distracted by your lips but deliberately taking his time until you’re grumbling for him to put it in….

you know it’s a perfect orgasm when i keep pulsing for so long and having my little spasms inside

need someone to fuck me rough while they talk me through it

when you’ve already cum once and he demands that you cum all over him again and then again and then c’mon just one more becomes cum now.