Hear Me Out, You Come Over And See How Rough I Can Take It Before I'm Crying And Begging You To Stop,

hear me out, you come over and see how rough I can take it before I'm crying and begging you to stop, and then you keep going.

quiet, overstimulated “you’re hurting me!” followed by faster, eager thrusts pushing deep and locking fingers with them to pin their hands in place and groaning in their ear about how well their cunts taking it despite

watch what you say to me I'm literally so grope-able and my pussy gets crazy wet

what U guys need to understand about me is that i think with my clit and also i have a poet’s soul

cuddlefucking when the line between cuddling and fucking is so blurred you're not sure which one you are doing. slow and sensual gripping of each other's bodies. gentle thrusting. grinding into one another. pausing to hug and kiss and touch. this is what i need

Aw darling, you're stressed? Tired? Anxious? Come here and bend over for me, doll. I've got just the thing for you. Just like that, there's a good pet. Shush, don't worry baby. I'm gonna fuck those silly little thoughts right out of your head for you. Aww, don't whine. I promise, it's suppossed to hurt like that. You'll feel so much better soon. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be such a stupid brainless cumdump you won't even be able to remember what was bothering you in the first place.