Was Wearing These Baggy, Floaty Pants Yesterday And Had To Pick Them Up Whenever Walking Up Or Down Some

was wearing these baggy, floaty pants yesterday and had to pick them up whenever walking up or down some stairs, so he laughed and called me a prince and my brain just kind of. short circuited. i think. i think i liked that a lot.

the idea of being his spoiled little prince, being the more assertive one when we're out and making the decisions but the second the doors are closed i'm on my knees humping my knights shoe, completely unable to form a cohesive sentence, only whines and moans??

What if we just.......listen to each other masturbate.....haha, jk.....unless.....

I need a tdick in my mouth I need a tdick in my mouth why is there no tdick in my mouth please I need a tdick in my mouth

"are you okay?" no i need to be edged until i'm whining and squirming and there's tears in my eyes and i'm begging to finally be allowed to cum . if you even care

Not wearing anything to bed so they have easier access, if they feel the need they can just.. spread my legs

making a sub deepthroat the strap before i stick it in their preferred hole because "i dont want it to be too cold" (i want to watch them gag and praise them for taking it so well)