𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐮𝐲

Good titts are compulsory otherwise where would i rest my head when i am sad…

Appreciate, slap, eat, repeat

i know it’s too much. i know, baby, i know…you don’t have to tell me, i can feel it, can feel how oversensitive you are, how every small movement makes you flinch, gasp and grab for my wrist. and i love you so much for trusting me anyway. for lying there and taking it even when your body is overstimulated, confused and can’t decide what it wants. it wants more. i promise it wants more. you just have to get through the part where it feels like too much first and then it opens back up into something so good. i’ll take care of you. i promise.

unfortunately, soft praises and pretty petnames will get you decently far with me.

overstimulating her by making her cum multiple times in a row. feeling her thighs squeezing either side of my head, tugging at my hair and begging for a break. i continue, for i know she’ll be needy again the minute i stop.

Me and the monsters under your bed want to say that you sound pretty when you moan and that you should do it louder.

Wash your fucking hands and fingernails before you start fingering her