loverboy.

every ICE agent could die right now and they'd all deserve it

my advice for women is eat more, shave less, and do whatever the fuck you want

every day i wake up and drink my silly little coffee while God eats my heart like a pomegranate in front of me

thorough pussy inspections before sex becoming our ritual. you, naked on the bed, waiting. me taking my time. “spread your legs for me, baby. let me see if you’re ready.” you obeying immediately, thighs falling open. me settling between your legs, just looking first. appreciating the view. “such a pretty girl.” my hands on your inner thighs, stroking gently. “stay still for me, sweetheart. need to do a proper inspection.” starting slowly, deliberately. one finger sliding through your lips, barely touching. just tracing, exploring. “let’s see how wet you are.” running my finger up and down, gathering your wetness. you already squirming slightly. “still, baby. i need to check thoroughly.” continuing those touches, feeling you getting wetter under my attention. “good girl. responding so well already.” sliding my finger more between your lips, separating them gently. looking closely, examining. “so pretty, baby. look how wet you’re getting just from me touching like this.” circling your clit lightly, watching you gasp. “sensitive here?” you nodding, trying to stay still like i asked. “good to know.” moving lower, finger circling your hole. “let’s check how ready you are inside, sweetheart.” pushing one finger in slowly, so slowly. watching it disappear. “so tight, baby. good girl.” pumping gently, feeling your walls. “you’re gripping my finger so nicely.” adding a second finger carefully. “let’s see if you can take more.” pushing both in, curling them slightly. “that’s it. taking my fingers so well.” you whimpering, hips wanting to move. “stay still, baby. i’m not done inspecting yet.” continuing to pump my fingers slowly, expertly. feeling every inch of you inside. “you’re so wet, sweetheart. soaking my fingers.” pulling them out to look at them, showing you how they glisten. “see? look how ready you are.” pushing them back inside, deeper this time. “let me check a bit more.” curling them up, finding that spot. you gasping, trying hard not to move. “found it. good.” rubbing there deliberately, watching your reaction. “you’re doing so well staying still for me, baby. such a good girl.” adding a third finger, stretching you. “need to make sure you can take what i’m going to give you.” pushing all three in slowly. “that’s it. open up for me, sweetheart.” you whimpering, so close to begging. “almost done with the inspection, baby. be patient.” fucking you slowly with three fingers, feeling how wet and ready you are. “perfect. you’re absolutely perfect.” pulling my fingers out finally, you whining at the loss. “inspection complete, sweetheart. you’re ready for me now.” you looking desperate, needy. “such a good girl being patient through all that. now you get what you need.”

im the fakest idgafer youll ever meet. im so chalant. i care more than i can put into words

please god give me a soft, pretty girl in my bed that giggles when i kiss her face all over and then starts whining and squirming and moaning when i trail down to her tits and give her the special attention she needs

Sorry i cried when u cared about me and were nice can you do it again please

The purpose of life is to touch your partner's tummy. everything else is just bourgeois moralism.

does anyone fw subby pleasure tops? like, gentle giant cocky butches who pick you up with one arm and talk a big game about how they’re gonna split you open on their strap later but can’t help but go all glossy eyed and whimpery the second they taste you and all they can focus on is making you feel as good as possible so all pretense of them being in control goes out the window. is that. is there a market for that

need a pretty femme lazily sucking on my butch cock while I pet their hair rn

missionary; so I can moan into her ear while I rail her, eye contact so hard we stare into each others souls, our bodies gliding against each other as we both cum together.

i love slow, long and messy-where you’re both still half asleep morning sex. we’re spooning in bed but you’re also deep inside of me filling my pussy first thing when you wake up with slow lazy pumps. as if it’s impossible for you carry on with the rest of your day until you leave me a whimpering drooling slippery mess for you first.