Let's have an argument, but every time you try to make a point, I turn the vibrator inside you to maximum.

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Let's have an argument, but every time you try to make a point, I turn the vibrator inside you to maximum.
something something extremely sexy when magic users resort to physical violence. yeah i have the power of god and anime on my side but i also have THESE HANDS. i cast Punch You In The Face. i take my magic staff through which i channel the vast energies of the elements and the cosmos and i cast Severe Concussion And Skull Fracture. casting time for xenoglossy too long, chose the quicker route of Stab You In The Throat.
Blade Biter by Niseh
oh god I love animalistic behavior. growling, snarling, nails raking over backs, biting, being pounded into with all the ferocity of a beast whos only chasing its instinctual desires. all of it.
Tonight's mood is: Pregnancy & Armor.
Regular armor that has to be re-forged every few weeks to fit over the knights expanding body.
Old, weak, and vulnurable armor that the knight keeps wearing until the movement within his squirming belly literally explodes the metal off of his body.
Enchanted armor that adjusts itself to its wearer's body, with it's metal presenting to the world the rotoundness that is comming the knight's gravid womb.
(with barely controlled lust) i hate you.
my favorite thing in this entire world is giving grown men dog commands and watching their panicked realization that it gets them hard.
'does that hurt? I hope it does. Tell me it hurts.'
'i-it hurts, sir.'
'oh, gooodd boy...'
moans aren’t enough, I need to watch him cry as I ride him.
there's nothing like a slo-mo up close jiggling video to make you realize just how obese you're really looking nowadays 😳
just dropped this clip to all my fansites and clip stores 😋 which you can find in my pinned post! :3
told him i was gonna kill him and he started begging please.
hey, are you alright? you’ve barely touched my last nerve, i’m starting to get concerned.
Feel a bit insecure that my girl has a vibrator
That’s your teammate not your enemy
Need to have a big dog that'll wake me up. Climbing onto the bed where I'm sleeping in the nude. Sticking his snout under the lip of the blankets where my butt is hanging out, his tongue sliding over my hole while he huffs my scent.
I'd be so used to it, my response trained from being a good doggy toy. Sleepily moaning as I raise my hips, pulling the blankets away, getting up onto my knees until I'm high enough that he decides to pull his snout away from my now dripping slobber coated hole.
Barely awake as he mounts me, wrapping his paws over my thighs, thrusting against my hole until the tip of his tapered cock catches and he shoves his entire length inside me.
Ferally pounding me, panting and drooling all over my back and my sheets while the bolts and waves of pain and pleasure shock me awake. Moaning into my pillow, crying out as I feel his knot start to swell. Screaming and cumming as it catches inside of me, locking us together while he paints my insides with doggy cum.
Panting and moaning through the cock drunk fog as I feeling him grind against my sensitive spots, full to the brim with his fat knot. Smiling at another good morning wake up.
Creature impatiently pushing on my egg-filled belly to get me to push them out faster so it can lay more in me <3
Heavy. Full. Whimpering pitifully as your wife rubs your engorged, pregnant belly. Her slender fingers not leaving one centimeter of your protruding bump to go hungry from attention. She traces your stretchmarks lovingly, perhaps gracing you with a kiss on them from her plump, soft lips.
Getting fucked by your crush while they're sloppy drunk and they don't seem to remember later, don't treat you any different, so you decide not to bring it up.
Except, you end up pregnant.
And maybe the smartest thing in this situation is just to get rid of it, but...you love the thought of carrying a piece of him inside you. Being full of his seed. Your body changing and swelling with the proof of what he did to you, even if you're the only one who knows it.
Every inch your belly grows out fills you with delight at how much you're *his*. Maybe you flaunt it in front of him, trying to see if it jogs his memory, but strangely you don't feel so worried about that. You've got everything you need. You just wish you could stay like this forever - pregnant with his baby.
This + some labor suppressants and eventually self-birth-denial once those finally stop working, because he wants to keep this feeling for as long as possible. Even a long labor is joyous because it's his.