i am a minor

it’s so, so cute when someone is clearly horny but is too shy to say anything about it… sweetheart, you’re not as subtle as you think. i’ll give you what you want in no time at all if you’ll just speak up about it

Wouldn’t it be nice to have a pretty little thing rested against my chest and I slowly run my hands up and down their thighs and sides, pet their hair and gently tug, work them up so they can’t focus, but of course. I’m not teasing. I’m just keeping my hands busy that’s all~

I’m definitely the type for false sympathy. Cooing and sighing in your ear, pet names like sweetheart and baby, all the time my voice absolutely dripping in sarcasm.

i have this vision about being at a party with a girl. we go and sit somewhere in the back where it’s dark, and i have her sit on my lap. i drape my jacket across her lap because she said she was chilly. we’re just chilling and feeling brazen, i begin to rub my hand on the inside of her thigh. she really shouldn’t habe been wearing such a short dress. she says, “what are you doing?” which i know is shy-slut speak for “please keep going”. i shrug and we keep talking about nothing. eventually, during a story she’s telling me, i gently push her legs apart and rub her pussy gently over her panties. she gasps in shock, grabbing my wrist and looks around to see if anyone noticed. “what if someone sees?” she says. i push her hair behind her ears and kiss her cheek. then, leaning close to her ear i say, “no one will if you keep quiet. can you do that for me?” she nods. i feel her heart beating. from just featherlight touches her breathing is erratic, her lip is swollen from biting it. but it isnt until i push her panties aside and slide my middle finger inside her dripping, aching, cunt does she finally fall against my chest - wrapping her arms around me and buring her face in my neck. someone passing by says, “is she okay?” i smile and say, “she’s fine, just feeling a little worked up.” i’m still fucking her, she’s trying to be a quite good girl, shy and needy, but she’s grinding on my hand like she doesn’t need anything else. i whisper a mantra of things, “you’re being so good for me baby girl, that’s it, just like that. you feel so good.” during the climax of a loud song, she cums shaking and biting my neck. i smile at her, wiping the drool off her chin with my thumb and giving her my finger to clean off. at this point she doesn’t care if anyone sees.

I support dudes moaning.

i get so blushy when people are possessive w me hdosiugrhdkakwjdhsk