the red means i love you

there’s no way to prevent a man from sliding his cock or fingers into me. it doesn’t matter if i’m not wet, spit will do. after all, my pussy is literally a hole designed to easily receive.

i can’t do anything to someone else, but a man can spend however long he wants fucking me. he can cum inside me and permanently alter my body. i’m built for his pleasure.

even my orgasms are for his benefit. if i cum, i clench, and then my hole just feels better for him.

a trans woman, drag queen and recent contestant on drag race has lost all of her social media accounts, and hence multiple bookings, because some washed up actress successfully sued her for the rights to "Lexi Love" because its what she named her business of....making shitty AI generated images. at one point she flat out said she didnt want her "brand" tarnished by association with a trans woman with a history of survival sex work, homelessness, and drug use. this poor woman has been through enough in life, was clearly going through a lot while filming a reality tv show, and now only has access to social media under her deadname.

for some reason, though, you start to notice they get way too enthusiastic when it's that time of the month. and you finally realize why: they can smell it in you even before they've touched you; that iron scent calling them until you're on top of their coffin with your legs spread open.

the more high-pitched your voice gets, the more they lick and suck, in a way they've never done with your neck before. the more you whimper and cry from overstimulation, the less they can control themselves, overcome by both an almost animalistic urge to feed and the need to hear the pretty sounds you make for them.

there’s no way to prevent a man from sliding his cock or fingers into me. it doesn’t matter if i’m not wet, spit will do. after all, my pussy is literally a hole designed to easily receive.

i can’t do anything to someone else, but a man can spend however long he wants fucking me. he can cum inside me and permanently alter my body. i’m built for his pleasure.

even my orgasms are for his benefit. if i cum, i clench, and then my hole just feels better for him.

Slipping under the blankets and kissing his shoulder blades, shushing him when he starts crying and shaking his head again.

“Shhh shh it’s okay, it’s not dad. It’s me. I know I know baby, he’s so rough. I won’t be rough, I’ll be so gentle with you sweet boy. Just be good for me, I’ll make it so quick I promise.”

But big bro is better than dad, there is no drunken stumble and sloppy thrusts. It’s slow and soft and makes little bro cum too. It’s being kissed and cleaned up after, tucked in and praised for doing so so good. It’s little bros reaching out and clinging to his big brothers hand.

“Please stay…”