I love the look on her face.
She knows what’s coming.
It’ll be intense. It’ll be overwhelming. She will be his, utterly and completely.
And she’s helpless to stop it.
(via her-master)
You posted something like this once, babygirl. Said it was something you couldn’t “un-see.”
Someday it’ll be something you can’t “un-do,” either.
Not that you’d want to…
(via yourwh0re)
whiny huh?
Hard to breathe?
Hang in there, babygirl. It feels great from here.
Wait until I *lean* into you…
…it’s delicious what You do to me…
I’ve heard about it and seen pictures of it. I’ve heard the wet, enticing sounds as she plays.
It’s driving me crazy.
I see it, hear it, need it, and it’s fucking MINE, and I’ve never even felt her on my fingertip, or tasted her, or smelled her.
Sigh.
Patience.
Ten more days.
Ten more days, babygirl, and I own you. You, and every last sound, twitch, moan, whimper, squirm, and breath. Not to mention that thickly slick wetness between your smooth pussy lips, leaking out to lubricate those cute little thighs of yours, when I tease you for hours on end.
ALL of you will be mine.
i love curling your toes
Ohhhh hellll yesssss…
LET ME IN.
I can only IMAGINE the sounds, and the sensations you’d give my cock, babygirl.
Wow, Tumblr serendipity again.
I need you, babygirl.
Enough words. I need to manhandle you. I need to DO things to you.
(via merry-babygirl)
