I Bet It'd Be Sooo Hot If Me N You Played With Eachother In Front Of Our Master

all the older handsome guys always have stupid wives with tiny tits. 😒

i need someone to stretch me out!! my cunt and my ass!!

Making you strip down in front of my friends so we can rate your tits and your holes.

use me like a toy!! fuck me full of cum and dont let me finish!! toys dont cum, they please!! let me please you!!

im about to get high and edge my wet cunt..

itd be sooo terrible if i got sent a bunch of asks and dms telling me what to do with my vulnerable bodyy…

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Can I dm? Lowkey your blog is so fucking hot and I wanna become a better bimbo but I’m too scared maybe you could give me some tips? ><

awww thank youu cutie!! it’s my job to turn pretty girls into full on sluts, of course my dms are open for you!!

there’s something soo hot about getting tasks

or maybe i just love being told what to do and following orders 🤭

ohhh guys the misogyny fantasies that ovulation makes me think about…

waitress fantasy where he’s sitting wide legged at his own table eating breakfast and reading the paper, and he keeps requesting coffee refills. i do it every time even though he’s far surpassed the maximum amount because whenever he asks for a new cup he says “be a doll and do your job, honey” and lands a firm slap on my ass as i turn towards the kitchen. if he comes in one morning and my shirt’s buttoned up too far for him he’ll unbutton it until he can see the top of my bra and ask me if i’m really dumb enough to think that i get tips because im a good waitress. i get 10x more when i look like a slut. he tips me too—shoves dollars between my tits on his way out and pats my cheek, saying that my service was good but that next shift i should spend less time reapplying my lip gloss and more time getting his hash-browns to the table while they’re still hot. sometimes he spills a few drops of coffee on the tile floor on purpose so he can watch me dutifully bend to wipe it up, no choice but to flash my ass at him when my too-short diner dress rides up. sometimes when he catches me staring at him he’ll beckon me over and pat me down onto his lap. i blush and tell him i have to work but i always go the extra mile for my favorite customer so i let him grind his hard cock up onto my ass and pretend he’s showing me something in the newspaper while he grunts “sweetheart you really oughta find a man to take care of you, look what happens to wayward girls like you.”