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Does anyone still use Tumblr, even?
I completely forgot about this blog.
It isnât my fault that he thinks Iâm hotter. Who is really to blame in this circumstance? Maybe if you took better care of yourself, things would be different.
New full set, paid for by a real-life cuck. Excited to dig these into her boyfriendâs back as he fills me up.
Fuck I'd love to serve you. Buy you all the things you want just for the chance of kneeling by your feet as you relax. I dont have a husband for you to take but I am a pathetic virgin so you could keep me like that forever and never let me feel a cock in my gash
Itâs my personal belief that some women just donât deserve sex. Perhaps Iâd keep you anal-only. Youâd still technically be a virgin, but youâd have been pissed on, given plenty of rimjobs, and taken lots of cock up your flabby ass. All before a man even thought about putting his cock in your ugly pussy.
My CashApp is $CoupdeMain. Put your money where your mouth is.
Gained over 100 followers in three days. Glad to see so many inferior women ready to grovel and fluff their husbandâs cocks for me.
Something nice for the cuckqueans to finger their sopping pussies to. And for the men - if your girlfriend has ugly, mosquito-bite tits, donât worry. Iâm here to support you. đ
Like my opulent nails? My favorite sow, @humiliated-cuckquean, paid for them.
I fucked the long-term boyfriend of my âfriendâ yesterday. I realize that most women would feel some sort of remorse for betraying the trust of someone close to them, but considering that she couldnât satisfy his thick, hard cock with her loose pussy, sheâs the one who is at fault here. I squirted all over her sheets. Payback, if you will.
Every time I see an ugly bitch with a wedding ring, I like to think about how much better itâd look around my polished toe.
Thereâs something different about married men. His gold wedding band glimmering on the bedside table. The anguish that glosses your eyes as he slides into me for the first time. At first, Iâm watching you - because I enjoy seeing you break down upon witnessing your husband pounding a confident, tight, fit woman. But then, I turn my eyes to your man.
We are making love, not fucking. Us fucking would hurt your feelings, but us making love hurts you deeper. His strong hands find their way to my pert ass, pulling me closer, deeper. I hear you squeak from the cold, fold-up chair to which youâre bound. âShut up,â I order nonchalantly, punctuating the order with a moan as he hits my g-spot. Youâll pay for your interruption later.
Every morning, after I yank your head from its typical position (wedged between my toned thighs), I like to have you stand in front of the mirror in you and your husbandâs old bedroom. Itâs mine now, as you know. It was your responsibility to renovate it, after all.Â
Your chastity belt cuts into your chubby hips, which will surely leave angry red marks if I ever choose to remove it. But, itâs best that I donât. I anticipate never allowing you an orgasm again. If Iâm feeling generous, perhaps Iâll let you fuck your loose hole on the heel of the newest pair of shoes that you bought for me.Â
While you stand in the mirror, I launch into an extensive list of traits that make you inferior to me. âYouâre dull. Youâre uninteresting,â I murmur, gently grabbing a handful of your bulging stomach. âNothing like me. Iâm more intelligent than you,â I continue, running a sharp nail over one of your numerous stretch marks. âYou know that.âÂ
I shove an elbow into your back, watching you curl in on yourself, your fat rippling. âEven your posture is horrible.â
âAll that and yet your propensity for humiliation ties it all together. Do you know what that word means, cunt?â A grin gleams across my face as I pull you up by your matted hair so you can see your reflection. âIt means that you deserve this.âÂ
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