bunny

she/her ; 22

[distinctdesires-archived]

She crawls up to me, looking up at me with puppy eyes as she nuzzles her face against my thigh and softly humps my leg.

"What's wrong babygirl?" I ask, scratching her head.

She whines and pouts. "Needyyy :("

"Shh Shh soon sweetheart" as I silence her by slipping my thumb between her lips and into her mouth.

[bktempted-deactivated20251221]

Daddy does it better. You don’t even bother being quiet. The key fumbles in the lock, the door slams shut behind you, and you throw your purse onto the floor with a sigh so heavy it feels like it’s been sitting on your chest for hours.

He’s on the couch, bathed in the glow of the TV, a half-empty glass resting in his hand. He doesn’t even look over. He doesn’t have to.

"Let me guess," he says, his voice a low rumble. "He called you ‘bro’ unironically."

"Daddy, it was even worse." you grumble, kicking off your heels and slumping onto the rug at his feet. You rest your head against the side of the sofa, near his thigh. "He was just… dumb. They're always so dumb."

He finally looks down at you. He knows this script. You come home frustrated, you vent, and he listens.

"Dumb how?" he asks, his fingers finding your hair, combing through the strands.

"He didn’t know how to touch me," you say, the frustration bubbling up again. "We get back to his place, and his hands are just… everywhere. Like he was trying to find a button to push that would make me wet. He didn’t even try to kiss me."

"No?" His fingers trace the shell of your ear. "He didn’t take his time? Didn’t tilt your head back, like this?" He hooks two fingers under your chin, gently lifting your face towards his. "Didn’t stare at your lips?"

You swallow hard, your eyes locked on his mouth. "No."

"And when he finally did get you undressed," he continues, his voice dropping lower, "did he at least have the sense to taste you first? Or did he just stick his fingers in and start rubbing like he was trying to start a fire?"

The memory makes you cringe. "The fire-starting thing."

He scoffs. A sound of pity and possession. "Fucking idiot. My babygirl needs to be worshipped. He should have taken his time with you. He should have spread you open and used his tongue. He should have lapped you up until you were begging him to stop." His thumb brushes over your bottom lip. "Isn’t that right?"

All you can do is nod, your throat suddenly tight. You started this conversation to complain, but you both know where it always ends up. With him proving his point.

"Get up," he commands, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You get to your knees in front of him. He swings his legs off the couch and puts you between them. He pulls down your shorts with a frustrating slowness, his knuckles grazing your stomach. He keeps going, taking them down your hips, along with your panties, leaving you bare from the waist down.

"He probably didn’t even check if you were wet. He just saw a hole he wanted to fuck."

His fingers, warm and sure, part your folds. You’re already dripping for him. The shitty date, the frustration, it all just melts away into pure, simple need.

"See?" he says, showing you the slickness on his fingertips. "This is for me. Not for him."

He replaces his fingers with his mouth. It’s exactly what you were craving. There’s no frantic haste, just slow worship. His tongue traces lazy circles, lapping at your folds before finally finding your clit. He sucks it gently into his mouth, and you can't help but moan. This is what the idiot boy didn’t understand. It’s not a race. Daddy takes his time, listening to the way your breath changes when he swirls his tongue just so.

"Did he make you cum like this?" he asks, his voice a hot vibration against your most sensitive skin. "Did he hold your hips and drink you down until you were shaking?"

"No," you gasp out, your fingers tangling in his hair. You’re already close, so close.

He gives you one last, long lick, then pulls back, leaving you whining and desperate on the edge.

"Of course not," he says, standing up and yanking his own pants down. He’s thick and hard, and the sight of him makes your cunt clench. He knows what’s best. He knows exactly what you need.

"On your hands and knees. On the couch," he orders.

You obey without a thought, crawling onto the cushions and arching your back for him. You hear him behind you, feel the heat of his body before he even touches you. He presses the head of his cock against your entrance, slick with your wetness.

"He probably just shoved it in. No warning. Just pounded into you."

"Yes." you breathe, bracing yourself.

"Not me," he whispers, and then he pushes into you, slowly, stretching you, filling you inch by agonizing inch. You gasp as he bottoms out, completely possessing you. He stays still for a moment, letting you feel the sheer size of him.

"I’m going to fuck you right," he promises.

He starts slow. Not the selfish pumping of a boy trying to get off, but a powerful, claiming thrust that hits all the right places. With every push, he reminds you who you belong to.

"He didn’t fuck you like this." he grunts, his hand gripping your hip, his thumb pressing into the flesh. "He didn’t find that spot deep inside that makes your legs tremble."

"He didn't, Daddy," you moan, your voice strained. Your mind is going blank. There’s only the feeling of him filling you, the slap of his skin against yours, his voice in your ear, saying everything you need to hear.

"He didn’t pull your hair and tell you what a good little slut you are for taking his cock." He gives a sharp tug, and your head snaps back.

"No," you sob.

His pace quickens, his thrusts getting harder, faster, more brutal. He’s fucking all the frustration and disappointment out of you, replacing it with a raw, mindless pleasure. He knows your body. He knows when to slow down, when to speed up, when to slam into you so hard your vision whites out.

You feel your orgasm building, a tight, coiling knot deep in your belly. It’s coming fast. You’re going to fall apart for him.

"Cum for me. Show me how much better Daddy's cock is."

You feel him go rigid, his hips locked against yours. He drives into you, a final, deep thrust that seats him all the way against your cervix. You feel his cock begin to throb, a powerful pulse that signals he's about to break. Then the first hot jet of his release is flooding you. The feeling, the raw heat, the possession of it, that sends you over.

Your own orgasm follows, helpless, spasms that clench around him, milking every last drop. He groans, slumping against you before pulling out slowly and collapsing onto the couch beside you, pulling you into his arms. He wraps you up in the blanket, your naked, sticky bodies pressed together.

You rest your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow down. You feel safe. You feel owned. You feel so fucking good.

"See? You just need someone who knows what they're doing."

You shake your head, nuzzling closer, as his arms tighten around you.

[bktempted-deactivated20251221]

Rotation. The blunt comes back to you, its tip glowing a warm, promising orange in the dim room. You take a long, slow drag, holding the smoke deep in your lungs until your head feels light and floaty. The edges of the room are getting soft, the low rumble of the guys’ laughter blending into the music. You pass it on, your fingers clumsy, your whole body humming with a pleasant buzz.

You just want more.

The next time the blunt comes around, the guy next to you holds it just out of your reach. He’s got a lazy smirk on his face.

"You want another hit?" he asks, his voice a low drawl.

You nod, your eyes fixed on the thin trail of smoke curling towards the ceiling. You can almost taste it.

"Gotta earn it," another one chimes in from across the circle. "Do something slutty for us."

The other guys chuckle in agreement. Your cheeks flush hot, but the craving for another hit is a physical ache in your chest. You need to get higher. You need to chase that feeling until you disappear completely.

"Like what?" you hear yourself ask, your voice sounding small and distant.

"Grab your tits," he says, his eyes glinting. "Let’s see you play with them a little."

For a second, you hesitate. Then you look at the blunt, so close. It’s an easy trade. Your hands, feeling like they belong to someone else, move up to the front of your shirt. You cup your breasts, the fabric rough against your palms. You give them a squeeze. A cheer goes through the room.

He grins and hands you the blunt. You take the deepest drag yet, the smoke searing your throat in the best way. The world tilts, and you melt back into the couch with a satisfied sigh.

The next round, it’s the same game. The blunt is held hostage.

"Something else," another voice demands. "Take something off."

The world is syrupy now, your thoughts a slow, happy river. The idea isn't embarrassing anymore. It’s just part of the game. Part of the price. You pull your shirt over your head and toss it onto the floor, leaving you in just your jeans and a plain black bra. Their eyes are all over you, hungry and dark. You're starting to feel a different kind of high, one that starts between your legs. You get your reward, sucking down the smoke greedily.

You’re so fucking high. Your head is a messy puddle of pleasure and fog. When the blunt is denied again, a genuine whine escapes your lips. You’re desperate.

"You really want it that bad?" the guy next to you asks, a real challenge in his voice this time. He sounds like he’s joking. "Fine. Get over here and bounce on my cock for it."

The room goes quiet. They’re all watching you, waiting for you to blush and refuse. They think they’ve finally found your limit.

But the thought isn’t even shocking. It’s… right. The idea slides into your hazy mind and fits perfectly.

Without a word, you push yourself off the couch and crawl over to him. You hear the sharp intake of breath from the other guys. You hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down. You look up at him, and his smirk is gone, replaced by stunned, raw hunger.

His cock is already thick and hard, springing free from his jeans. You reach out, your hand closing around him, and he groans. You don’t hesitate. You slip your jeans and panties off, then guide yourself down onto his lap, the blunt head of his cock pressing into your pussy.

You start to bounce. Softly at first, then with more purpose, grinding down. It's so intense. This is better than the weed. So much better.

Then, hands are on you. Someone is behind you, his fingers digging into your hips, another guy’s mouth is on your neck, sucking hard. Your bra is unhooked and pulled away. Hands cup your bare breasts, thumbs flicking your nipples until they’re aching pebbles.

You’re pulled off his lap and pushed down onto your hands and knees on the floor. Someone’s tongue invades your mouth while another positions his cock at your entrance.

He shoves inside you without warning. You scream, but it’s a sound of pure pleasure. He fucks you hard and rough, his hips slamming against you. Before you can even catch your breath, another cock replaces the tongue, thrusting into your waiting mouth. You take it all, gagging as you suck, your eyes rolling back in your head.

The cock in your mouth pulls out, leaving you gasping, your throat aching. The one fucking you from behind slams into you one last time, his hot cum flooding your pussy as he groans your name. He collapses onto your back, spent.

For a moment, there’s a lull. The room is thick with the smell of sweat, sex, and stale smoke. You’re on all fours, trembling, your mind a blissful, empty void. Then the craving hits again.

You turn your head, your eyes hazy and searching. Another guy is kneeling in front of you, his cock thick and ready in his hand. Your mouth waters.

"Another hit," you beg, the words tumbling out before you can think. "Please… I need another hit."

He understands the new game perfectly. He grabs your hair and guides your mouth onto his cock. You take him in eagerly, sucking down on him like you’re trying to pull smoke from an ember. You suck until he’s groaning, until his hips start to buck, until he’s pushing your head down, fucking your throat. He comes fast, a hot, thick rush you swallow without thinking.

He pulls out. Another is already there to take his place.

It becomes a rhythm. A new rotation. They use your mouth, your pussy, your ass. You’re passed between them, a communal toy. And with every new cock, you beg for it.

"One more hit… please," you whine as you’re flipped onto your back, your legs pulled wide open.

A new guy settles between them, his cock pressing against your soaked cunt. He slides in and you cry out, the feeling of being stretched and filled all over again making you squirm. You wrap your legs around his waist, taking every brutal thrust. Your head lolls to the side, and you see another cock waiting by your mouth. You don’t even need to be told. You open wide and take it, your cheek pressed to the ground, your body being used from both ends.

You take their cocks, drawing out their pleasure, making them groan and shudder. You don't stop until they’re spent, until they’ve given you everything.

Finally, you’re lying on the floor, a slick, trembling mess. Your body is a beautiful ruin of spit and sweat and their cum. You’re dazed, your muscles aching. But the craving is still there, a low thrum deep inside you.

"One… more… hit…" you whisper to the ceiling, your voice barely there.

They surround you. Standing over you, their cocks all hard again, slick and dripping. You look up at them through barely open eyes, your mouth falling slack in invitation. This is it. The final, perfect drag.

One by one, they give you what you’ve been begging for. Hot streams of cum cover your face, your tits, your stomach. It splashes across your cheeks, drips from your chin, paints your body white. You just lie there, taking it all, a gasp leaving your lips with each new volley. Drenched and shaking under the weight of their release, you finally feel it. The high you've been chasing.

[irresistably]

[just-4-funnnn]

[sillybabyblue]

dada luvs doing this while filling my lil cunnie

[daughterism-archived]

if ageplay fauxcest bad why pretending like your dad is giving you your first orgasm and you have no idea what’s happening good

[sillybabyblue]

thinking about dada licking my little cunnie while stroking his cock while i’m napping. i slowly start to wake up and whine cause im sleepy but dada just shushes me softly and puts my paci in my mouth

“shhh baby..go back to sleep..daddy needs to use your little cunnie for a bit. he had a very bad day at work so be a good boy and go back to bed.”

i lulled back to sleep, sucking on my paci while dada begins to slowly guide his cock into my little hole.

“fuck..that’s it..take daddy’s fat cock..good baby..such a tight little pussy..so good for me..so good for your dada.”

[evilwolfbutch]

petting you and moving my hand to your puppy parts and when i see the scared look in your eyes i say “don’t be scared, puppy! im just giving you pets in a different place!! doesn’t it feel good?”

[wanders-in-wonderland]

Imagine he’s got you in the meanest mating press, his thick cock spearing you open against the bed and it’s so good you’re seeing stars. But suddenly he stops and just leaves his cock inside of you, splitting you open, not thrusting and not moving, just buried deep inside, holding you nice and open for him. And he decides to focus on your clit, maybe with a vibrator or maybe with his fingers, just rubbing and playing with your swollen clit. It’s making you whine and buck your hips against his weight but he’s so much bigger and so much stronger there’s no way to stop him. He tells you to be a good girl and take it because he just wants to feel your pretty pussy pulse around his cock, he wants to feel your walls fluttering around him, your cunt milking his cock so perfectly in response to the overwhelming stimulation on your clit. And he’s so mean about it, one hand working your clit and the other braced against the bed so he can lean into you and keep you pinned down. He’s pushing you closer and closer to a mindbreaking orgasm as he whispers in your ear. “Such a good girl for me, come on, milk my cock with that pretty pussy, that’s it, feel good for me, I want to feel that cunt clenching around me, there you go.” And finally, your body breaks into a toe-curling orgasm, trembling, writhing, crying for him and the unrelenting pleasure he’s forcing out of you. You look at him through teary eyes, expecting him to go back to fucking you but all you see is the sadistic gleam in his eyes that tells you this is far from over. “Come on baby,” his voice is so mean as his fingers don’t stop working your clit, “One isn’t enough, give me more, let me feel that pretty pussy pulse around me again, that’s it, keep making those needy sounds for me, you can take it, I want your pussy to cum over and over again to milk all the cum out of my cock. We’re not stopping until I’m satisfied.” You’re sobbing now, trying to push him off, trying to make him stop the assault of pleasure. Begging, crying, gasping out pleas that he’s ignoring because he wants to use you to feel good, he wants to use you like a fuck doll, meant for nothing more than to milk his cock like a toy with no regard for how you feel. His fingers pull another orgasm from your body, the feeling lighting your every nerve and forcing your pussy to milk him just the way he likes. But it’s not enough for him, it won’t ever be enough for him, and so he keeps going. He pulls one orgasm after another out from your helpless body just so he can use you to make himself feel good. It has nothing to do with your pleasure because he’s exceeded that several times over now but it has everything to do with using you like a sex toy to get himself off. You have no idea how many times he’s forced your body to cum for him when he finally groans above you as his hips jerk into you, pumping his cum deep inside of your still-spasming walls. And maybe he’ll leave his cock inside of you even after, keeping you plugged up and nice and full with his cum while you fall asleep in his arms, with his gentle kisses on your forehead and soft strokes of your hair.

Note: This made me feral ugh please someone do this to me.

[pishisusul]

spread on dad's lap, your favourite cartoon faint in the background, shirt riding up and waistband stretched over his knuckles. two fingers sliding in and out of your special place, slick and hot, a pair of fingers twisting your nipple, thighs supporting all your weight and keeping you steady through your squirms. eyes clenched shut and nothing reaches you but the overwhelming feeling of it, just you and him in your little universe, your nipple released and the same thumb pressing past your lips, the familiar comfort of something to hold on to there. fingers stretch you out inside and it's too much, it's too much dad, he grunts and keeps twisting you like his puppet. the sound of something streaming, wet, warm, drenching his hand in your shorts. he sighs with familiar satisfaction and you cry, feeling dirty, feeling gross, feeling safe with your hands around his arms.

[rottenandsublime]

Rapist who just loves to show me how much they enjoy violating me. Moaning into my mouth as they kiss me. Telling me how pretty I look crying, how nice my tits bounce as they force their cock into me. Getting lost in pleasure and telling me they love me as I try to push them off of me.

[sillyfr3nchb1tch]

bf that comes home and immediately clasps my leash around my neck. bf that drags me everywhere around the house bc he spent the entire day missing his dumb pet. bf that unbuckles his belt and rubs his wet tip against my lips. bf that groans about how perfect i am while he thrusts into my mouth <3

[andshewasafairy]

My titties are free use full time. Grope me in the car, tease my nipples at the shop, put me on display at your friends house. Use my titties to suck on at work. Titty fuck me under the desk. I love being a soft, gropeable slut. 🥰

[sweetfairyboy]

"I'm a big girl!!" she crosses her arms and makes an exaggerated pouty face. he laughs gently and ruffles her hair.

"I don't know baby, you look pretty little to me"

"no I'm a big girl daddy, a big girl!"

"hmm...want to prove it babygirl?"

"mhm!"

"big girls like it when someone touches them here"

and he guides her legs apart and runs his hand up her thigh. then he rubs her over her panties. she squeals and tries to close her legs, surprised by the sudden jolt of pleasure. but he holds her legs open and says "are you a big girl, do you like it?"

"yes daddy I'm a big girl"

"you like it?"

"yes daddy I like it, I'm a big girl"

he rubs her slowly but with a firm pressure and she squirms

"daddy it feels weird"

"I thought you liked it baby?"

"I do like it but it feels weird, is it supposed to feel weird?"

"yes baby, it's supposed to feel exactly how you're feeling"

he slips her panties off and spreads her legs far apart so he can get a good look at her little parts. then he leans in and gives her clit a gentle kiss. she gasps.

"big girls like kisses here, are you a big girl? did you like it?"

"yes daddy I'm a big girl, I like it"

"okay baby, I'm gonna give my big girl lots of kisses here"

she squirms as his kisses turn into gentle licks and he presses his tongue inside her hole. she rolls her hips and moans.

"looks like someone wants more. you really are a big girl"

"I am daddy, I'm big like you!" her voice comes out in gasps as her dad starts to suck on her clit. "ah! daddy that's too much! stop it daddy!"

he pulls back with a grin

"see, I win, you are a little girl after all"

"no I'm not! I like it daddy! you can do it some more cause I like it cause I'm a big gi- ah!" she's cut off when he sucks her clit back in his mouth. he moans around her clit and the vibration makes her squeak

he sucks on her clit until she's writhing trying involuntarily to get away, when he switches to tongueing her hole. he presses his tongue inside her as deep as it will go and then fucks it in and out of her hole. she lets out a low moan and rolls her hips in time with him.

"oh, I like that daddy. I like it, I like it, I like it-" this time she means it. his tongue is almost soothing. it's warm and feels so good inside her.

he starts to rub gentle circles around her clit with his thumb and she arches her back and moans

"daddy it's so much" her voice comes out shaky, like she's about to cry

"I know baby, I know. youre doing so good for me my angel"

he starts rolling his hips, grinding against the mattress, and moans a deep growly moan into her cunt.

he gets carried away.

he switches to suck on her clit and pushes a finger inside her. his fingers are thick and her hole is so tiny, she gasps as it stretches her open. he tries to go slow, to help her get used to it, but he can't help himself. in a moment he's pumping his finger in and out of her little cunt and sucking roughly on her clit. it's overwhelming, she starts sobbing and begging him to stop. but he acts like he can't hear her, he's so lost in it

as she gets closer to cumming her sobs turn to wails and her throat is getting raw from crying

"I don't like it daddy, stop please stop, I said I don't like it, I don't like it anymore, it's too much dad, I don't like it im not a big girl I'm a little kid I just want to be a kid I don't want to do this anymore please daddy please"

but her pleas fall on deaf ears. he slips another finger in and she cries out in pain. he only has one arm to hold her in place but that's all he needs, she's just so tiny. the closer she gets to cumming the harder she cries. everything is building and building until she's flailing and arching her back and her whole body tenses up, and she cums on her dad's tongue

he moans and pounds his hips against the mattress as she cums, not stopping or slowing down, overstimulating her poor kid cunt until he cums in his pants and moans. then he crawls up to collapse on top of her and hold her while she sobs into his chest. he wipes her tears and kisses her head, and strokes her hair gently

"you really are a big girl, baby. only big girls can do what you just did. I'm so proud of you"

she sniffles and looks up at him with big teary eyes. "really?"

"really, baby. you did so good my angel. you handled that just like a big girl"

"even though I cried daddy?"

"even big girls cry sometimes princess. the important thing is you were able to make it all the way through and daddy didn't have to stop, because you were just so brave and so strong for me"

she smiles through her tears and leans up to gently kiss his cheek. "I love you daddy"

"I love you too, sweet angel"

[staychastefordaddy]

Increasing Levels of Control

TPE (total power exchange) is something that needs to be worked up to, but it can be very rewarding, as it entails much deeper levels of trust than a regular relationship. For the giver it can feel like someone has fully given themselves to you, and for the receiver it can feel like a full-life trust fall, into your partner’s hands. Here are some mounting levels of control for Daddies towards little girls. Some of the later levels here are a bit intense and not for the faint of heart.

1. Help her choose what to wear, eat, and when to have bedtime.

2. Generally take the initiative. Hep her tie her laces, hold the door for her, order for her at the restaurant.

2. Generally adopt a dom/sub sexual dynamic where she is in the bottom.

3. Lightly restrict her language: She must call you Daddy or Dad, no swearing in your presence, etc.

4. Play with dollification, CNC and other fun kinks where she surrenders agency to you.

5. Give her specific things she must say at specific times, like “Thank you Daddy” after you make her cum.

6. Make her memorize a comprehensive list of rules and punish her if she does not follow. Make sure she writes it down in a cute little book and quiz her on them.

7. Make her ask permission to touch herself or to cum.

8. Give her a set schedule she must follow- bedtime, bathtime, study time, playtime.

9. Make her ask permission to use the bathroom.

10. Make her free-use. Whenever Daddy wants her, he has her.

11.Choose her clothes every day. Also start changing her appearance in little ways to fit what you like. Make her wear earrings you like or dye her hair a colour you like.

12. More heavily restrict her language. Instead of saying “oh my God” it’s oh my Daddy etc.

13. Require her to ask permission for more “adult” things like drinking alcohol, going out with friends without you, watching a movie with swearing etc.

14. Physically mark her with 24/7 signs of ownership: a collar only you have the key to, a tattoo, etc.

15. Completely prohibit her touching her little girl parts. That is only your job now.

16. Enforce 24/7 control over her princess parts either through keeping her in a chastity belt or a diaper or both. Make her completely dependant on you for anything below the belt.

17. Turn her into a toilet slave. If you need to piss, don’t bother getting out of bed. You have a good set of holes right there.

18. Completely control her diet. If you want her to lose weight, just feed her cum for a week. If you want her to put on weight, pack her lunchbox full and then punish her if she doesn’t eat it all.

19. Control access to her phone, internet, etc, exactly as if she were a child. Same for leaving the house. Have her internalize that you’re her parent now and you know what’s best.

20. Fully financially support her. Have her leave her work and all big world aspirations and accept being a stay home daughter/fleshlite for you.

21. Completely cut off all orgasms for her. Make her internalize that cummies are for Daddy and her job is to satisfy you.

22. Get her to internalize being your 24/7 punching bag. If Daddy needs to take out his anger, her pretty face is right there for him to use.

23. Make her leave any religion she may have to worship you. Make her pray to her true Father at night, and know it is only you who owns her soul and body.

24. Permanently change her physical appearance to fit your needs in bigger ways: give her bigger or smaller tits, plastic surgery etc.

25. Permanently change her body in extreme ways. If you want her to be a little virgin for you, get her a surgery to put her hymen back. If you want her to be anal only for you, sew her cunt up. If you don’t want her cumming anymore ever again, get her clit removed.

26. Offer her your hand in marriage, or alternatively accept eachother as life long partners. For the rest of both of your days, you control every aspect of her life, and she has not a care in the world.

@staychastefordaddy

[sebslilslvt-deactivated20250703]

So I want this more than I should

[dummythiccdolly]

some of these r scary but woww

[mrknightlyhypnosis]

Not all of these are up my alley, but i definitely approve of the concept. I want all of my doll. Every inch and every second.

[xxmidnightxx4-deactivated202509]

I would kill for most of this. It’s so needed.

[the-sensitive-sadist]

Competition between Domme and Dom to see who can leave prettier marks on the submissive they share. First the sub gets spanked. Then bitten. Then slapped. Paddled. Scratched. Whipped. Made to gag and take all manner of painfully large objects in their holes. By the time it's over, the sub is covered in pretty marks and bruises, quivering from the overwhelming bliss and begging for mercy from their cruel owners.

[dadsg3nderthing]

want my parents to get me high and sit me on the couch between them. my brain’s all fuzzy and suddenly mommy’s guiding my head to her soft titties and daddy is rubbing my pussy through my underwear, and i feel so warm and floaty as mom and dad take care of their little boy