Reminder: when I fuck you, we are not having sex oh silly little mouse. I’m using you like my pocket pussy. Like my stress-relieve-outlet. Like my masturbation sleeve. Just a warm, wet and mindless little tight hole to slide my fat cock inside until I’m growling and moaning in delight. Not stopping until I’m filling you up with cum. Not caring if it’s too big or too deep. When I fuck you it’s not sex, it’s masturbation. It’s using you like an object. Like a tool. Like a little pocket pussy for me to jerk off with.


























