The way I am on my knees, begging and pleading for my life for this ππ
i had a dream about you...
To have a butch fuck you doggy style, grabbing you by the hip, the other hand grasping your hair and pulling your head back. It's so good you can't think, you're drooling; overcome with pleasure. Then they call you a good slut...
everybody loves a butch who manhandles their femme, but have we considered femmes who manhandle their butch? femmes who pull their butch in by their belt loops or their carabiners. femmes who grab their butch by the collar of their shirt when they want to steal a kiss. femmes who always have their hands on their butchβs hips or shoulders or biceps, tugging at them every which way. femmes who push their butch up against the wall of their bedroom and give them sloppy kisses on the lips, neck, and anywhere else they please because their butch knows that they can toss around them like a ragdoll if they wanted. femmes who manhandle >>
Biting her neck while I'm inside of her...
Leaving pretty hickies all over her tits...
Scratching down her back with my nails...
Can you tell I love marks??
Thinking about a butch on a chair, their hands tied behind their back and their legs spread with their ankles tied to the chair legs. Stripped down to their boxers and sports bra, their cock sitting proudly between their thighs.
I'd just have to get on my knees, my eyes looking up at them oh-so-innocently as I take them into my mouth. I'd tease them for as long as I wanted, biting their thighs, rubbing higher and higher with my thumbs, stroking their cock and licking up the length. Every time their hips bucked, I'd stop and pull away, smirking at their desperation.
Eventually, I'd take them into my mouth again, gazing up at them and putting on a show. I'd make sure their legs were spread enough for me to subtly ease a vibrator between their legs, turning on the vibrations and watching their eyes roll back. They'd look so cute, struggling against the handcuffs around their hands, moans falling from their lips.
Soon, I'd be able to hear how wet they were even through the fabric of their boxers, an adorable wet spot slowly forming. Maybe I'd be kind and ride them for a while, my tits bouncing in front of their face as I grind down against their lap.
But eventually I'd be back on my knees, my nails scratching down their thighs as I hold the vibrator against them. I'd watch them fall apart, their legs shaking and desperately trying to close, but I'd keep them spread with my hands and overstimulate them through their boxers until they were breathless and whining.
please crawl into my bed with me. please pull me into you so I can hide my face in your neck. please wrap your arms around me and squeeze tight. please kiss my face and tell me how much you adore me. please never let me go. please, please, please
A femme who can rail you into next week will save u btw
by samanthacavet
So glad I get to experience homosexual desire. One life and thank god I'm not straight