Call Me Mami

Loving them feels like licking honey off a knife — sweet, sharp, and I keep going back for more. We’re fire meeting gasoline in silk sheets, kissing like secrets and sin had a baby. We shouldn’t touch, but every glance is a promise, every brush is a prayer we know better than to say out loud. It’s dangerous, delicious, and I’d rather burn in their arms than freeze in anyone else’s approval.

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[dollmaidcrystal]

Saturdays are for reblogging House of Gord, where even the dommes sometimes spend a lazy Spring evening relaxing on the porch.

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my edit x

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[mistresssara]

That’s the treatment you get when you finally earn a release. I want you to associate pain with freedom from chastity

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[chubbysubbyhubby]

Tonight, she wants to make love she’s the only one who will come. I do what she says.

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