It’s the way I get so wet over the thought of being pregnant and having a little bump and thinking about people in public looking at how well I’ve been bred

I get home from work, hands rough, sweat dottin' my brow, tense and in need of release. I decide to breed my pretty little thing right there on the kitchen floor. Pinning her down with my heavy weight, forcing open her thighs, watching that sweet lil' cunt break around my cock. I slide my hand up her velvet-smooth belly. "Atta baby, you can take it. I know it's big. But I gotta get my babies in there."

my dad needs to stop bringing up forcing me off my birth control i feel, insane,, sir,,,, that's a crazy amount of control to threaten ugh like wtf ugh ugh ugh it's so ugh doing things against my will

he just keeps casually mentioning it like "and what if we also went to the doctor n got your birth control removed just as yk a father's day present" i'm gonna scream

Trying to "it feels tingly down there" my way into being molested

fuckk theres just something about me and my bf as young parents, clearly stupid fags that fucked bare and got pregnant on accident way too young, now having to deal with our consequences

I want a daddy, I want to be a daddy's boy, I want an older hairy man to call me kid and son while he fucks me hard into the mattress or lets me ride him until my legs give out. I want to fall asleep against his chest with his cock still deep in my cunt, his cum staying warm inside of me

do u wanna make the worst mistake of ur life (flirtatiously)

making out with your birthing sub at every red light in the car on the way to the hospital

rape me to the sound of the tv reporter declaring me a missing person