Month: September 2016
on my wedding night
Standardme: *sobbing*
my wife: what’s wrong
me: I can’t believe a girl likes me
You know what today is, pet. Our favorite day of the week, I think.
The day you get to show me how desperate your clit is to be stimulated. The day you get to explore your creativity to get your needy cunt pleasured. The day I get to see you in your most primal state, even humping my leg like a girl in heat.
My little humpbunny… Grinding her pussy on every thing she can.
Cute! This @thesweetertouchofdominance
Very interesting idea! @aslavesmind
Hehehe indeed Sir!
Party Animal
“Okay,” Peyton said, biting her lip, “dare.”
Two of her friends glanced at each other; the third took a swig from the filched bottle of sickly-sweet coconut rum. “You going to get it out or not?”
Peyton looked back and forth, a little giddy from her own pass at the rum, from nerves and excitement and flirty energy. “Get WHAT out?” she teased. “I’m not going down on anyone for a dare, you guys–”
The friend she had a crush on held up one hand. There was a black rubber collar in it, with a little blinking box attached.
“Dare you to try it on.”