As a white person, I must say, the stereotypes are true, I can not get enough of cheeses
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]
youtube should give viewers the option to grade video essays like it's a high school english class assignment and if the median grade is below passing then they stick a huge png over your video advising that this is a vlog with slide show components. if the youtuber ever goes "umm. I'm not going to attempt to pronounce this" at any point then they're genetically altered to be able to survive underground and let loose in an endless series of catacombs built beneath their home to live the rest of their life as the fabled town troll.
mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately
What I say: I have trouble sleeping
What I think: Someone with a good stamina should come and fuck me until I drop off from the exhaustion of being made to cum so many times. Part of the deal is that they can keep going after I fell asleep..
"why suck the strap" why look at a sunset. why listen to your favourite song. why stop to smell the flowers. come on now
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?
treat black queers kindly and love us. that's all.