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i put a warning on all my posts because i’m an nsft blog (so minors shouldn’t interact) and i’m a lesbian so cishet men shouldn’t interact (seriously, i’m just going to block you so why are you even bothering to lurk). as for everyone else, as long as you are 18+ and not a creep or bigot, then you are welcome on my blog and welcome to interact with my posts! (trans and non-binary people are absolutely, without a doubt welcome here 🖤)

she thinks it’s cute to prance around in her sundresses in front of me. just taking her time bending over for things, exposing the back of her thighs and highlighting the silhouette of her hips. pulling the neckline down just slightly and keeping her arms so close to herself that her cleavage isn’t so much hinting at their existence as proclaiming their presence. and as stunning as she looks all dolled up, i won’t forget how confident she is in her titillation. so i’ll take my time grasping at her over the thin fabric, barely lifting her skirt every time i reach for her. oh, why are you suddenly in a rush to take all your clothes off? you wanted to play a game, sweetheart, so let’s play

tops like to be praised too! tell us how good you feel and how much you love being ours while we’re inside you and we’ll never pull out (:

maybe if you weren’t so hot, i’d be able to get more work done. i’d be able to focus on my tasks instead of getting distracted, feeling my face flush as the image of you between my legs floods my memory. but here i am, pressing my thighs together as i struggle to pay attention

i fucking love women and i love fucking women

the only thing more sensitive than her heart is her nipples

i just want someone who gives me the same energy i give them

sure sure, of course i like when we’re kissing and our boobs press together but baby, when our bellies squish together? ohhhhhhh

hey so you can actually feel your souls colliding if you hold eye contact as you come