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Riding his cock like my life depends on it. Letting him lie there while I furiously rutt his cock deeper into me, grinding down against the base and rubbing my cock against him.
"Good boy, good fucking boy," he groans, hands behind his head as to not grab my hips and fuck me himself. I twist my face in frustration, picking up the pace despite my legs and arms giving out. Leaning back and resting my palms on his thighs, spreading myself open more to get him deeper into me.
"Cum on your daddy's cock, be a good boy," he demands. I gasp and hurry up, my body shaking wildly but I persist and fuck myself with his cock until my head is hot and dizzy, and I'm coating him with my cum. "Mhmm, good boy. I feel it," he moans as I collapse onto his chest.
He grabs my hips and starts using me now, fucking my leaking hole as hard and fast as he can. He groans and pulls out, flipping us over and forcing himself back inside. I'm folded in half as he reaches my g-spot, whining and yelling out in pleasure as he hits it repeatedly...which only makes him stare into my eyes and pound even harder. "I love using you up," he groans, grabbing the headboard and slamming into me a few more times before he pulls out and sprays cum all over my tummy and chest.
Stop waiting for permission to be a man and let reality hit you with the fact that you already are one, mutt.
One day I’ll take such a good photo of me and it will be my pfp…maybe
i neeed someones cock in my boycunt like rn
All dolled up and out of the shower.
My skin is so dry because of the cold ;-;
forcemasc through music.
like imagine your best friend (with whom you have a painfully homoerotic relationship) hacking into your computer to rummage through your spotify and block sabrina carpenter and add 156/silence to all your playlists. like.
and he confronts you with visible frustration like “you are a man. be angry. the fuck is harry styles doing in there? put some real shit on. man up. be angry. lemme put you on”
not dissing on sab or harry but Fuck force me to listen to metal🙂↕️
I'm afraid if he wanted to train me to be the perfect build, I'd let him. It'd be worth it to come home after a hard workout and he's telling me how good I did, tracing my newfound muscles with his fingers.