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When he can’t help but to check you out knowing it’s wrong

Being single and alone is soooooooo bad when you're ovulating. Like all I can think about right now is stubble brushing against my neck, being surrounded by the scent of a mans cologne, and getting absolutely stuffed with cock. I literally tear up everytime I think of it. I'm such a good girl. I'd be so so good for you. It's so unfair no one's here with me right now. Just please keep me stuffed with it all day, I don't ever want to be empty, I'll never grow tired of it. You don't even need to move, just let me keep it warm, please please please don't ever pull out. I want to be bred so fucking bad. I'm so perfect for it, I'd be so good for you. I'm tight, I'm light, I'm short, my hairs perfect for pulling, I have small tits, I know but God I promise I'm still good.