Jun 15, 2023
thinking about grinding on somebody's thigh, gripping their shoulders tight and gasping into the crook of their neck as they urge me on, murmuring dirty things in my ear, about how i'm so desperate i'm just rutting against them like a dog. their hands on my hips guiding me into each thrust, the dull but pervasive pleasure making my mind fuzzy with need. the more i hump their thigh the better it feels, the emptier my brain gets, until i'm pliable and desperate and they can maneuver me however they want and take advantage of how soaking wet i am from just dry humping