On a never ending journey for self discovery and my Killa tape.
You’re watching Supernatural at the same pace I am. I just finished up the first season and am on S2 ep 7, I think. It’s a little campy, but a good plot so far. I liked it. I love me some Dean Winchester.
I feel like we have so much to catch up on. im coming up on the end of season 2. it’s definitely creepy, but also kinda emotional.
You’ve been bad. I can tell from the look on your face, it’s been too long since you’ve been punished. I take you by the back of the neck and bend you over the counter, your skirt barely covering your luscious ass.“You’ve been a dirty little slut, haven’t you?” I ask, gripping your ass with my other hand, “HAVEN’T YOU?!”“…yes”, you manage meekly, the tremble in your voice is delicious.
I raise my hand, and bring it back down against your ass, a sharp gasp escaping your lips as the stinging sensation washes over you.“Let me show you what dirty sluts get”, I say, as I continue spanking your ass, your reddened cheeks jiggling after each impact.
I take notice of your dampening panties, and I run my finger up your pussy, eliciting a moan from you. I pull your panties aside, and begin stroking your throbbing slit, while still holding you down firmly. You inhale sharply from the sensation my hand giving your pussy a smack. I begin flicking your clit with my thumb, your thighs trembling in pleasure. You’re about to cum, I can see you’re about to release your arousal all over my fingers. I give your pussy another smack. “Who told you you could cum?”
Your juices drip from your slit, covering your thighs in your excitement. I let you go and sit down across from you, as you turn to me awaiting my instruction.
“Come here”, I say, and you begin to take a step and I stop you. “On your knees…”
You crawl to me, nuzzling the bulge in my pants when you reach me. I motion for you to straddle my knee, and you set your soaking wet sex down on it. I tear your shirt open, buttons flying, exposing your breasts to me. I can feel your pussy quivering, and you begin to slowly grind into my knee as I pinch your nipples. I look in your eyes, and see your eagerness to please me as you search my face for approval. I place my hand around your neck firmly, and you close your eyes as you begin to grind harder. I pull you closer and whisper, “Look at the mess you’ve made”
You go down on your knees, eyeing my juice-drenched pants. You run your tongue along it, tasting your juices before taking the fabric into your mouth, savoring your taste. I unzip my pants, pulling out my thick veiny dick, and you gaze at it, not daring to approach. I nod, and you slide your tongue against my shaft before reaching the tip, and wrapping your mouth around the head. You swirl your tongue around, licking up my precum as you begin slowly stroking my shaft. I place my hand on your hand, firmly guiding your further down. You gasp for air each time my dick recedes from your throat, until I force you to take it all, holding you in place.Your eyes begin to tear up as you gag on my dick, and I take you by the hair guiding you up and down on it. I pull you up, and you remove your drenched panties before turning around , bending over and descending slowly onto my glistening dick. I waste no time grabbing your waist, as I begin to fuck you hard and deep. Your ass jiggles with each thrust as I ram my veiny shaft into your throbbing slit. I can feel your thighs tense…you want to cum…badly, and I feel myself about to explode as well
“Cum on it!”
My grip tightens as you ride me, and I dig my fingers into your ass as I shoot my cum deep into you. You scream as you’re overtaken by your own orgasm, shuddering violently in my lap, creaming all over my dick as I continuing squirting my seed into you. You lay back, spent, pussy still contracting against my dick as you collect yourself…
I know yall niggas aint condemning that woman’s body and her display of womanly assets on these tumblr streets? She might not be yall type but why yall gotta throw shade? This is why women be so afraid to post their beautiful bodies, out of fear of harsh criticism. This is why i cant get nudes sent to my submission box because women fear that everyone is the same and will do just that.
THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS LIKE TITTIES AND BOOTYMEATS.
If you dont like the picture or the subject isn’t attractive, fine, pass over it without even a second thought. But yall went too far this time…
Im ashamed to be a follower in this moment.
say it again!