Don’t ask me if I want to have sex. If you want it, take it. Don’t worry about what I want. (Odds are I probably want it anyway.) Don’t ask me if it hurts. You’ll know if I’m in pain and even if you don’t, I’ll prolly live so don’t worry about it. Don’t ask me if I enjoyed it after. My smile and my drippy throbbing cunt should tell you all you need to know. Trust in yourself. That’s all I need.
Feeling the fresh air on my skin as a cock gets forcefully shoved into my tight pussy. Feeling my skin getting shoved against the ground, leaves and stones as his cock twitches inside me and cums in my fertile pussy
the burnout gifted kid urge to be a mindless cunt boy simply used for breeding
wish I was humping ur thigh while u suck on my nipples 🥺
Send me dick pics, and tell me how you’d rape me back into a woman. Tell me how you’d make me hate every second of it, hurt me in between my legs over and over again and teach me a lesson.