I Am Incredibly Amused By These Random Japanese Women For Scale With Prehistoric Creatures

In the name of the faggot, the dyke, and the holy tranny, I bless you. Go forth my child, and have as much gay sex as possible

She'll fuck me if I cook good enough I know it

diced onion and olive oil belong in the saucepan together. lezzing out.

Like yeah the orgasms are fun but I miss the emotional parts of sex, like the hair falling in each others faces, the giggling, the checking in with one another throughout…just spending time with one another and being comfortable enough to explore yourselves?

Ryuku or Elegant Scops Owl (Otus elegans), family Strigidae, order Strigiformes, Philippines

photograph by Birdtour Asia

me and my stupid tight, wet, eager, hot, tight, impossibly soft, needy, tight pussy [tries to kick a rock but i trip and hit my head on it]

You claim to crave salvation, but I see the way your eyes wander. I see the way you gaze so longingly at my hands. I see how you can never seem to meet my gaze, how your eyes never seem to raise past my lips.

Would it help if I made you?

Would it help if I made you kneel before me? If I tied my cincture around your neck? Wrapping that holy cord around my hand until I can force you to tip your head up?

Then you could see the amusement in my gaze as I nudge your legs apart with the toe of my dress shoe, the patent leather pressing right where you need it most.

Would you want a private sermon then? Trying to hold back from grinding against my shoe? Of course, I wont make it easy on you. If I think you're getting a little too distracted I'll have to give the cincture a tug, forcing you up onto your knees before allowing you to settle back down.

You'd better be good sweetheart, or I might forget where I was. If that happens, well, I'll just have to start from the beginning.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

"why suck the strap" why look at a sunset. why listen to your favourite song. why stop to smell the flowers. come on now