cupping her jaw with one hand, pressing my thumb in with the other. feeling her lips close around it immediately. feeling her tongue move. “see? your mouth already knows what to do. keep those hips moving, pretty.”

making her hold her own legs open for me while i take my time. watching her arms shake with the effort. watching her want to close them so badly and keep them open anyway because i told her to and being good for me matters more to her than the relief would.

“i’m gonna cum. i’m gonna cum on your face please don’t move.” hands pushing my head closer against her. her thighs pressing so tight against my ears i can barely hear anything except her moaning from how good it feels. tongue swirling around her clit until she finishes. working her through every second of it and then continuing after because she didn’t say stop.

a long makeout session with her on my lap as she humps me. letting her use my thighs to get herself off whilst whispering dirty praises against her lips. feeling her pussy juice soaking my legs as she writhes on top of me, moaning into my mouth.

hands tied. vibrator held in place with no way to move it, chase it or get more than what i’m giving you. turning it to the lowest setting and leaving the room. coming back ten minutes later to find you exactly where i left you except completely wrecked. eyes wet. thighs shaking. so worked up from ten minutes of not enough that the second i walk back in you’re already begging. not even saying real words anymore. reduced to just whimpers. tilting my head. “already?” turning it up one setting. sitting down across from you. picking up my phone. “i’ll check on you in ten more minutes.”

When they praise me in a mocking tone>>>>>

pressing a vibrator against you. holding it still while you soak through your underwear and try to grind against my hand to get more friction. holding your hips down. "stay still for me, baby." feeling you shake against my palm. feeling how wet you are even through the fabric. pulling the vibrator away right when your breathing starts getting shakier. watching you clench desperately around nothing. watching a tear slide down. "aww." pressing the vibrator back right where it was. "not yet, baby. you'll know when."

want a femme I can smoke with, have her sit on my lap, have her grind down my thigh and listen to her make pretty noises for me while we pass it back and forth

You should automatically get time off work until the light returns to your eyes and you feel like a real person again

need her face down ass up, so i can slide my thick strap into her pussy. watching her mouth turn into an O as she tries adjusting to my size. pull on her cute little pony tail and lift her up more, just so i can watch her back arch more before i pound her tight pussy. no stopping till i say so.

want her to kiss me all soft and sweet while curling her fingers inside of me over and over and over until I'm cumming and whining and shaking and

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.