finding my femme’s secret blog where she posts all her filthy fantasies. making her sit in my lap and read them out loud to me, every single post. watching her face burn with embarrassment as she stumbles through her own words. “go on, baby. read what you wrote about wanting to be used.” her face red, voice barely above a whisper. “louder. i can’t hear you being desperate.” making her rub her clit while she reads, making her feel how turned on she gets from her own words. “keep reading and keep touching. i want to see you get off to your own filthy fantasies.” watching her squirm, embarrassed but getting wetter. “you wrote all of this and now you’re dripping from reading it. you should be ashamed, sweetheart.” her moaning despite the humiliation, despite being embarrassed. “such a dirty girl, getting off on humiliating yourself for me.” grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand away. “actually, let me do that for you, baby.” sliding two fingers inside her easily, she’s so wet. “oh my god, look how soaked you are. look at your pussy, baby.” spreading her legs wider so she can see. “you’re so wet from reading your own depraved post, sweetheart.” adding a third finger and they slide in with no resistance. “you’re so wet i can fit three fingers. three, baby. from just reading what you wrote.” fucking her with all three while she tries to keep reading. “such a good girl but so so pathetic. keep reading, louder now.” her voice shaking as she continues. “tell me which one’s your favorite, baby. which fantasy makes you the wettest?” watching her struggle to answer. “you’re soaking my hand while reading about how desperate you are. you’re doing so well, sweetheart, but you should be humiliated.” pumping faster. “you’re gonna cum to this, baby. and then you’re gonna let everyone know how good my fingers feel, and how they’re made for being inside of you, angel”
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