Why Is Your Page Haunting Me

Why is your page haunting me 🥺😏

I can think of a few reasons.

Here’s a cute date idea.

I’ll take you to a playground late at night and tie you up to the swing set. I’ll pull your panties down and your skirt up and fuck you over the swings. The whole time, I’ll keep whispering in your ear to stay quiet. We’re in a public place. Do you know how easily we could be seen? I’ll chuckle at how wet the thought makes you, and the way you mewl and squirm, trying not to cry out and draw attention. When I cum inside you, I’ll leave you there while I go use the bathroom, making you think I’m just going to leave you there. I’ll tell you how cute the look of relief on your face is when I come back to untie you.

Doesn’t that sound like fun?

"Make me a mommy" is the sexiest thing I could ever moan to you as I wrap my legs around your waist while you drive your potent seed deeper inside me.

I want your legs strapped open as I shoot load after load into your cunt while you’re completely helpless and cannot stop me.

No, I don’t want to pull out. No, I don’t want to cum on your face, your tits, or your ass. No condoms, no birth control, and no plan b.

When I cum, I want my cock right against your cervix. I want you to feel the initial throb. Then, with your legs and arms wrapped as tight as you can around me, I’ll pump rope after rope of hot cum deep inside you, hitting your cervix over and over.

Reminder: pulling out is unnatural