i am literally just minding my own business i am literally just standing here. and yet all day every day my brain is like "fuck responsibilities let's think about getting fucked over the arm of the couch again" like damn. can we cool it
I really love wearing someone else’s clothes and smelling just like them or like sleeping with someone and smelling them on my clothes afterwards
The sound of wet pussy being fingered >>>>>>>>>>
if u tell me im “being such a good girl” i will literally do w h a t e v e r you want.
hard shit is cool and all but do you ever just wanna lay in bed with someone and gently explore their body with your hands
tracing their collarbone with your fingers, trailing your fingertips over their stomach to find all those most sensitive little spots, discovering the feeling of their hips in your grip, just casually discovering somebody’s body
a relationship should be 50/50 ... you look like a snack and i eat you like one
it’s storming outside. the steady, relentless drops, splashing on the ground; the steady, relentless rhythm of my hips smacking against yours
thrusting up into you, my arms wrapped around your back, lips against your collarbone. a flash of lightning. your whimpers are just as soothing as the raging weather. the thunder cracks, and i feel your body tighten in reaction. the sensation is divine
i reach one hand down to grab your ass, holding tight, squeezing as i begin to growl in pleasure. thrusting faster, deeper; needy, hungry. a storm on its course. your whimpers turn to moans, your mouth agape as i push deep
your nails start to dig into my shoulder, nosing down to press your lips against mine. a lightning bolt finds its target. the pressure builds. neither of us can help ourselves
the thunder cracks
i thrust deep
pounding, pounding, growling and clutching as i fill you deep, electricity in the air
both of us panting, kissing, touching; the storm rages on
