(flirting) I could worship you in ways that would make churches look useless.

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(flirting) I could worship you in ways that would make churches look useless.
playing with their clit during a sloppy makeout session just so you can watch them try and keep up with your mouth >>>
sometimes i wonder if im actually butch or if im a poser then i remember that sincerely the most turned on ive ever been in my entire life was the day a femme (who i always held the door for of course) was walking a few feet ahead of me, reached the doorway, then STOPPED and waited for me to open it for her like she wouldn’t be caught dead touching a door handle when i was around. like she had forgotten how to open it herself. like it would burn her if she touched it. i still think about her all the time.
i genuinely think being spoiled is the hottest thing a femme can be. this girl was seriously smart as a whip and a thousand times more competent than i could ever hope to be. she can open a damn door, but the fact that she not only LETS me make her life a little easier, but INSISTS on it? im lightheaded
pussy inspections. calling you over and having you bend over my desk and hold your panties aside while I pet at you and hold your pretty hole open and look close and get a taste while you try to hold still and quiet like a good patient should.
wanna kiss someone so filthy you can see the string of spit and their fucked out eyes when we pull apart
fingering my overstimulated femme so fast, she’s hiccupping through her sobs. “that’s it, cry harder baby. wanna see you completely destroyed.” three fingers deep, curling with each thrust. “look at this mess. you’re dripping everywhere, crying everywhere. so fucking pathetic and I love it.” she tries to close her legs but i force them open. “no, you’re gonna take it and cry pretty for me.”
Shoutout to the nonbinary people that aren’t agender.
To the ones that feel more. More than a man, more than a woman, more than gender itself.
And yes, even to the ones that aren’t exactly trans, but aren’t exactly cis either. I love you all <3