[rubs My Face Against You Like A Cat]

[rubs my face against you like a cat]

feeling like a stereotype cause i’d strip down and present for my boyfriend any time he wanted but i can’t shower with the lights on or i’ll cry

thinking about me between his thighs and sucking him off. thinking about his hands in my hair and pulling him in closer and holding his thighs and how good he sounds when he moans and how pretty my name sounds coming from his lips and tasting him and and and

i need to get pinned down i need to so bad. i need to struggle and thrash and get forced to the ground and bite and scratch and have nothing work. pleaseee. i need hands in my hair forcing me down and up while i drool and pant and lick. oh my goddddddd.

showering my boyfriend with gifts for our anniversary but it’s not just snacks and matching necklaces, imma make him cum on my tongue til he’s crying :3

I want a dom to push me down onto my knees between their thighs and direct the tip of their strap into my waiting mouth, "that's a good boy," they grin, "show me how a good slut sucks cock." They lean back and watch as I swirl my tongue around the head and keep my eyes trained on theirs. Their expression flickering as I start to engulf the shaft, sliding it in and out, taking them deeper into my mouth inch by inch until it hits the back of my throat and I gag, spluttering around the thickness. Their eyes go wide as I start to slurp and slide their hardness back and forth on my tongue, teasing the back of my throat over and over, gagging and spluttering every time while drool escapes the corner of my lips and slides down my neck. "what a good cocksucker you are for me," they take my head in their hands, not controlling my head, just feeling my movements and groaning. "good boy, this is what you're made for, isn't it?"