Impregnation central

Where I fly the winner out, to fuck me.

Reblog if you’d participate.

There was an employee there, sorta bookish. Sharp features, messy hair, glasses, and the grumpiest fucking expression on his face. Poor guy had been dealing with huge crowds all day.

I wanted to ask him to let me cook for him tonight whenever he got off, something without chicken in a place he could relax, and then where i could have all of my wicked wicked way with him. He was so cute, argh. Wish I’d at least tried to give him my number.

I wanted to feed him a nice dinner and then sit him on the couch and suck him off, see how he felt about being fingered, and then take him to the bed and fuck him with a strap-on until he came. I’d leave the strap-on in while i kissed and licked and held him until he was hard again, and then I’d fuck him again nice and slow so i could hold him and pamper him.

You want your balls emptied inside a tight, wet pussy

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