Plasticflamingowithastrap - Lover Of Boy Toys

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?

your mom is a baked potato your dad's dumb ass is asparagus and you are a god damn green bean

made me laugh thinking abt if you do porn your boss could walk by and be like “fuckin hard or hardly fuckin?” and that might be pretty funny. well im alone there now. in our “special place”. waiting for you.

take me to the back of the church and muffle my cries as you force your way into me.

make me plead for you father, make me devote myself to you as if you are my god.

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

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

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

There’s something about being pushed into submission— Bent over, ass up, and your face pushed into the surface you’re on, unable to turn back and look at your partner as they prepare to have their fun with you. There are so many things a person can do is such an advantageous position… Grinding and rubbing themselves against you, slipping their fingers inside of you with a full view of every little shift, movement, and honest reaction that your body betrays and gives away. Fucking right there in doggy style, with your face still planted downwards, or maybe they’ll give your hair a yank and pull back your head. It’s such a vulnerable position, and you’d have no way of knowing just what they’d do next.

[This post is originally about gay mlm sex]

what’s a girl gotta do around here to be choked with some rosary?