#darkdissonanc3

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Need a dumb, needy little thing that would hump my boot while I ash my cigarette in her mouth.

[darkdissonanc3]

Edged her for 3 straight hours, focusing on nothing but her clit.

Poor little thing was so sensitive, that a blow of air from my mouth on her clit made her legs shudder and body convulse into an orgasm.

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The beauty of our duality

The hands that break you in the most beautiful of ways are the same hands that build you back up again, stronger and better.

[darkdissonanc3]

Your posts make me really wet...hope that doesnt make your uncomfy :(

I’m bummed that you said “really wet” but not

“Leak my brain out of my cunnie”

“Gush my juices out”

“Dumber than a fuckdoll”

“Hump my favourite pillow and rub my face on my own mess”

“Want to offer my holes to you”

Do you even like my blog?

[darkdissonanc3]

The thought of being ravaged and devoured by the Big, Bad Wolf made Little Red Riding Hood’s cunnie leak so profusely that the Wolf was able to track her from the the trail her leaky cunnie left behind.

You’re the Little Red Riding Hood. And I’m the Big, Bad Wolf who found you.

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“Just look up at me with your ‘fuck me’ eyes”

“You’d look stunning with my cock resting against your face. Hard, warm and pulsating.”

“What’s funny is the fact that I don’t have that warm mouth of yours around me.”

“Come rub that pretty face on it, bunbun.”

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special wedding lingerie on or off during sex, sir?

-💍

The prettiest, most angelic wedding lingerie stays on and so does the wedding gown.

My future wife’s going to look so pretty in her wedding outfit that I’m just gonna have to have her in it.

Raw. Against the wall/door as soon as we get in a room.

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🪽 Forgive me, but this little girl has been naughty. I couldn't help it, I rubbed myself off to your blog. I didn't intend to, I was just scrolling through my dash, when your blog was recommended to me. It's not like I'm a bad girl usually either, my feed is full of girly stuff!! I know I should have clicked away after I found out what this blog truly is for, but by the point my dumb brain understood that, I was already soaking wet to your posts. I didn't cum, because that felt too filthyy

Are you telling me my blog and the posts I make are enough to make you lose your battle to retain whatever you could of your innocence?

Was it enough to turn the tides against your own will? To subjugate the angel that sits on your right shoulder, trying to keep you on the path of piousness?

Was it enough to make you realise you didn’t even want to allow yourself to cum, to have that sweet release, because it just felt more apt and satisfying to let that pressure stay built up right inside of you? Pushing and clawing against the walls of your insides, trying to burst its way out of you?

Come confess your sin in person and I might just absolve you of it.