Bending Over Doing A Mundane Task And Being Made Instantly Aware Of How Aroused I Am When My Engorged

Bending over doing a mundane task and being made instantly aware of how aroused I am when my engorged cunt lips are squeezed between my thighs.

Quotes on why Men are superior

Men “generally have to undergo, during manhood, a severe struggle in order to maintain themselves and their families; and this will tend to keep up or even increase their mental powers, and, as a consequence, the present inequality between the sexes.“ Darwin

“women at home nurturing the young are out of reach of natural selection; thus they have evolved more slowly and their mental powers are lower.” Darwin

Natural selection meant “men were not only powerful and courageous, but aggressive, unscrupulous, intensely egoistic” while “women needed to develop the “ability to please”men. Herbert Spencer

“physically, mentally and morally, woman is a kind of adult child.” James McGrigor Allan

“even education could not lift women to intellectual equality with men. Since women’s inferior abilities were a product of natural selection, they were not “likely to be removed by even the most skillfully conducted educational selection.” Thomas H. Huxley

It feels wonderful that Men see so clearly what my purpose is and very, very arousing.

How does it feel to know, deep down, that most men in your life have pictured you with your lips wrapped around their cocks? That men you think respect you, see you as an equal, a coworker, even a superior see a usable set of holes when they look at you? That so many men have dreamt of using your body like a fleshlight? That wherever you go, whoever you meet, you will always and forever be seen as no more than an object to get cocks off?

No orgasm day 8. There's a ball of arousal permanently lodged deep inside my cunt, whispering one little cum won't hurt.

I was horny today. I mentioned it to Daddy indirectly but it was wholly irrelevant: when we came to bed, he fucked my mouth until he came down my throat. He gave me a cuddle and a kiss before rolling over and falling asleep, satisfied.

My sexual wants don’t matter and I find it super gratifying every time he shows me. Forget being fucked or having an orgasm; there wasn’t even the suggestion that I’d get an edge. I didn’t ask either because that’d seem like I expect or want reciprocity.

I don’t. I want this yearning, this inequality. I feel so lucky to be used in this casual, careless manner, to be kept so desperately horny.

Don’t think I’ll be able to fall asleep anytime soon though…