I Love Looking At Tits. If I’m Sad, What Would Make Me Feel Better? Tits. If I’m Happy, What Could

Hi

Hello! If this is a response to my post, a little voyeuristic but I’m into it. You’re pretty and I’m sure people would love that. If not hi!!!!! Hello! How are you?

Bars

Ratatouille except you pull my hair while I eat your pussy.

I’m a lesbian until I’m about to start my period and there is an older hot park ranger at my work who looks like he eats pussy for a living.

I like my women unable to flirt back. Like yes baby girl stutter in my general direction while I smile condescendingly at you.

I think the fastest way to my heart is abandoning your morals for me. Oh yeah? You never fuck outside of a relationship? Am I just so enticing you can’t help yourself? Pathetic, I really expected better but since you’re crawling to me anyway I might as well take pity on you.

God there is this girl I fucking HATE. Like I can’t stand having a conversation with them 9 out of 10 times. The other 10% I want to breed them so fucking bad. Like I can’t help but flirt with them and throw myself to their feet like a slut.

You’ve cum thinking about me, lower your mf voice.

This would be a real beautiful night to go and jerk off outside but sadly it is just not possible

I want to show you off before I fuck you. I want to show everyone how pretty you look makeup and hair done, skin untouched. But they can see in your eyes how bad you want to be bent over and fucked like a slut. They’ll see how much you want me rip you apart and turn you into my sex doll.

Sometimes the only reason I leave my dorm is to show off my outfit and the only reason I put on an outfit is in hopes I’ll find a domme mommy to take them off of me.