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Of course I want his babies
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He honors me in the highest regard
Of course I want his babies

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Only weeks in and he wants to have kids
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"we don't need condoms, silly. you're my blood, my family. our insides are one and the same, so of course i belong inside of you. it's only natural... you don't need to worry your pretty little head over things like that, though, alright, kid? just let the adult do the thinking."
Big brother that promises not to push inside but that's a big lie. Spends like 5 minutes grinding his cock between my folds before he's pushing inside me.
Big brother that apologizes for stretching me out so suddenly but doesn't stop.
Big brother that enjoys how I tell him he's too big. How I push on his lower stomach and try to cover my poor cunnie.
Big brother that leaves me sore, stretched, and leaking his cum.
The Raven. I find the concept of Aemond joining the Night's Watch quite interesting.
How do I tell her that I hope I got her pregnant? How do I tell her that I want to be the one to put her fertile body to work? How do I tell her that I can't wait to see her stomach swell so I can kiss it and rub it every day and hold onto it while we fuck? How do I tell her that she made me feel as good as anyone possibly could and I want to spend every day for the rest of my life repaying her for that? How do I tell her how she has never looked so beautiful as she did with my seed leaking out of her? How do I tell her how right it felt to leave part of myself with her in the most intimate and irrevocable way imaginable?

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Would you tell your boyfriend about your sexual past? Mine is asking me about mine but im afraid he will look at me differently
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Short answer: yes, but not enthusiastically like you're telling your girlfriends. Just honest. It's worse to make yourself smaller just because someone else doesn't feel solid in themselves. I don't believe in tip-toeing around people we choose to love.
Long answer: maybe yes
Better question.. why is he asking?
It's not your partner's place to shoot up your anxiety, it's his role to make you feel safe.
I don't know you're partner but it sounds like you're expecting him to react or retaliate negatitively, in any way. None of his reactions are your fault, it's his possible immaturity and fragile ego.
Sexual past could be # of partners, kinks, roleplays
Beat case, he's asking cause he wants to know what you're into and he's mature enough not to let it hurt his feelings too badly.
Worst case, he's questioning how "innocent" you are to make himself feel like the bigger man. Admittedly, most men don't like to hear their partner's sexual history(which is fair) but it's not right for him to slut shame you.
I have an IUD, to protect myself, I love creampies. But I can't help fantasizing about a man holding me down and tugging hard on my IUD strings until he pulls it out. I'm sure I'd be in tears from the pain and fear of getting pregnant, but he'd wipe my tears away. <3
That's the thing about an IUD, isn't it? It's promoted as a form of birth control that you can't forget, that you can't mess up, and that can't be interfered with or taken away from you.
But... that last part isn't exactly true. It's only that it can't be casually or subtly taken away from you. If a man really wants you pregnant - if he's willing to get you pregnant while you're in a haze of fear and pain - it won't keep you safe.
That's true of a lot of things, really. Locks might dissuade a casual burglary, but it's not hard to learn how to pick them. Risks and consequences can turn away those who want something a little, but won't deter the truly dedicated.
And if he's the right man - and you're the right girl - shouldn't he be truly dedicated? If he's really ready to make a new life with you, shouldn't he be willing to do what's necessary, and wipe your tears away?
When I knock a girl up - especially if it took some persuasion - I like to take her out to a sex club when she's just starting to show. With a gag in her mouth and a collar around her neck.
There's a real purity to it. I can show her off to a dozen strangers, and the only things that they'll know about her is that she's starting to change, and that it was my decision. The first time she's seen as a pregnant woman - when people let their eyes linger on her belly, and understand - they don't see her as a happy little mother-to-be: they see her as my bred bitch.
I won't let anyone else fuck her; I'm too possessive for that. But I'll let them run their hands over her bare belly, and tell them how far along she is. When I fuck her, afterwards - on her hands and knees, in front of all of them - I want them to be thinking about how much more she has to grow.
I want her to meet the eyes of people in the crowd as I use her, and see lust or envy or fear or disdain in them - and know that, no matter what they're feeling, they're all seeing the same thing: a tame little babymaker with her future set out for her.
I want to force my bare cock into a girl who isn't on birth control and desperately doesn't want to get pregnant - and tell her that I'll stop if she can come on my cock. It would be such a fucking turn-on to feel her frantically pushing her hips against me while sobbing.
If she doesn't come for me, I'll fill her with my cum and tell her that one of us was going to get off, and really it's her fault if she gets knocked up.
And if she does, I'll laugh at her for coming so hard on her rapist's cock, then tell her that her pussy is milking the cum out of me as I unleash everything I have into her womb.
Did you think, when I took you home, that I was going to fuck you?
I know why you thought so, of course. You would've had to have been much further gone to miss the predatory gleam in my eye when I smiled at you. And even if you weren't used to going home with men like me - or going home with men at all - you couldn't have been too naive to think you knew what I wanted from you.
But you were wrong.
It's not all different. You're still splayed out underneath me, bare and vulnerable - but I'm still clothed, with a hungry smile, and a heavy syringe in my hand.
I'm not going to fuck you. I'm just going to hold you down and fill you with my cum until you overflow with it. I'm going to let you exhaust yourself struggling against me, while every drop sinks deeper into you.
I want you to know - when your belly swells - that it wasn't just a whim, and it wasn't just a side effect of my pleasure. That before I even knew your name, I knew I would use your womb.

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Some people talk about ovulation as if it's the same as an animal going into heat, but it's not - not nearly. Because in animals, heat ends. There is a season, and when it's over, whether they mated or not, they stop being maddened by the need to reproduce.
Girls, though? What happens to girls is so much better.
Ovulation makes girls needy, true; there are plenty of babies born of "bad decisions" made while ovulating. But a girl doesn't need to be ovulating to get put into that state. It's so common for a girl to be utterly terrified of pregnancy when she's being "sensible", but turn into a desperate breeding bitch as soon as she starts getting wet.
That's what I'd exploit, if I took you.
I'd keep you on edge, constantly turned on but never able to come, for days and days and days before I even fucked you. Maybe with a vibrator I controlled, tucked inside a chastity belt.
And then, when I knew you were ovulating, I'd finally rape you. I'd remind you over and over again what was going to happen when I came in you, just to feel you involuntarily squeezing my bare cock in response.
I'd let you come just the once, with a fresh load of my cum in your fertile pussy - and then I'd lock you up again, and put you back on the edge. For months.
I'd keep you in that state - of desperately needing to be the knocked-up whore I'd made of you - until you were well and truly transformed, more belly than girl.
And then I'd stop. I'd stop giving you any pleasure at all, and let you become your old self again. Just so that I could watch you truly realize for the first time what I'd done to you, and what you'd become for me.
And I'd take the chastity belt off - so that you could forget. So that you could edge yourself until you wanted it again.
So that you could transform yourself from a sad little rape victim into an eager little babymaker.
For me. Forever.
Oh, please beg me to pull out when I rape you - I'd love to hear those little sobs in your voice. Tell me that you can't get pregnant, that I have to. Tell me while my bare cock pushes your fertile pussy open over and over again.
Because I'm not even going to pull out once I'm done. Once you've felt me push deep and pulse inside you - once you're helplessly full of my hot cum - I'm going to stay inside. Just proving the point. Grinding the head of my cock against your cervix and making sure that you feel every inch of me still invading you, even as my seed seeks your womb.
It's going to happen no matter what broken little noises come out of your mouth. But the more desperately you beg for me to pull out, the harder I'll be.