Just Want To Be Played With Until I'm Crying N Wrung Out N Sensitive Is That Really Too Much To Ask For

just want to be played with until i'm crying n wrung out n sensitive is that really too much to ask for

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Can't stop thinking about them filling me up, looking so smug and satisfied at the noises they pull out of me, the way I clench around them... wrapping my legs around them, so they can't pull out.. thinking about riding them, grinding my hips, making them feel so good that they just can't help but breed me...

Forcing me to keep eye contact with you while your cock twitches deep inside my tight little cunt makes me weak.

I need them to tell me how pretty they think I am while they rail me. When I say call me pretty I don’t mean, “you’re so pretty.” I mean I want to feel your fingers swirling circles round my clit. I mean I’m craving the deep way my body stretches and pulls right after a yawn, but in the center where it all connects I want you. I mean I need the involuntary full abdominal tremors that make my breath shake, like hypothermic temperatures have overridden this molten heat. I mean when your words are whispered to my lips in a savored flavor of July moon, I cannot help but allow you in. I mean when you lose your patience and give up the torturous denial, when your fingers finally do enter me, when my eyes become unfocused and lost, you should take a moment to feel me as I am feeling you— completely. I mean when my thighs straddle your waist and I am breathing rapidly through the slowness of it all, I want you to dig your nails into my hips, and fuck me like you know exactly what I mean. Let me trace vowels in your exhales. I mean tell me you think I’m pretty and then prove it <3

tie me up all pretty just to ruin me 💗

being sleepy but horny is such an odd mix of emotions bc like yes i’m about to knock out rn but also i would not complain at all if you pushed up my nightgown and started eating me out and then fingerfucked me while i’m tiredly whimpering.