i did in fact sit on someone’s face last night.
they looked so content between my thighs.
eyes closed, sucking on my clit as if it nurtured them.
they held my hips in a vice, i couldn’t escape.
not that i wanted to.
the sight of someone buried between my legs brought me a sense of fulfillment.
i’m supposed to be worshipped like this.
greedily.















