Sissy-m-3 - NSFW

LOL

After a special sub of mine sold their stocks to spoil me with a new laptop, I decided to take a break from posting to improve my photo editing skills and make my feet look even more irresistible for you and your pathetic little foot addiction.

Reblog if you want to see the original ;)

😵‍💫Fuck Miss Maddy 😵‍💫

If you're going to pay for someone to dominate you, make sure it's someone you know is real, not just a guy paying a voice actor...

Well this hits remarkably close to home

Virgin Saga

I hope you enjoy this saga, I think most of us can relate hehehe

The first thing you notice is the wetness on your fingers.

Followed very closely by the movement of your fingers.

Rapid movements of your fingers.

On your clit.

Producing waves of pleasure that crash against your already weakened mind.

As you moan out loudly and your eyes roll back shortly.

Only that this time you look at the clock.

'How much time has passed?'

You only wanted to have 2 edges or so.

But when you saw the time, 2 hours have passed.

Somehow 2 edges turned to 2 hours.

You try to recall your memories of this time, but it all seems to blend into a big hazy fog of pleasure.

"What?"

You look at the clock again.

"Another hour? How is that possible?"

You just think back what happened.

You kept edging.

That was obvious.

And you just thought about what happened in the last 2 hours.

'Well, 3 now.'

"Or 4?!"

You cant believe what you see there right in front of you on the clock.

Another hour has passed.

Seemingly just passed by.

Without you even realizing.

As you notice your fingers feel wetter than usual.

Looking down, you see yourself sitting in a pool of your wetness.

It is not a puddle, or just a wet spot.

A pool.

That is what you heard.

Your rubbing fingers make the pool of your wetness move.

It turns you on and yet you are a bit embarrassed to see how wet you got.

Naturally, your gaze wanders up again to the clock.

Where you see more hours have passed.

After 7 hours you just suddenly stop edging.

And you wake up slowly out of this haze of pleasure.

Stopping the file.

Cleaning the mess a bit before you take a shower.

Humming a melody.

One that sounds awfully familiar to mantras being repeated.

And while your hands roam your body under the shower, you still ask yourself.

'Hmmm, where went all this time?'

"And then, the next time my boyfriend was over to spend the night with me, we made cucky "make love" to his new girlfriend while we watched. It was HILARIOUS."