Remind me I’m a sextoy at inappropriate times. I’m on the phone with my mother? Finger bang me. I’m at the dinner table? Pull up my skirt and force me to keep my legs open. I’m on a skype call? Make me sit on a hitachi. At work? Tell me in graphic detail what you’d like to do to me. I’m out with friends? Tell me to excuse myself, you’re in need of a sexually explicit photo.
I can come a lot, but I need the right…. Stimuli
Eh. In a way. We’re not exactly “together.”
you are not fat
you have fat
you also have fingernails
you are not fingernail
I love nothing more than hearing you make that sound and seeing the look on your face when you cum because of me.
And that makes me a happy little baby girl.