Georgia O’Keeffe And Her “vagina Paintings”. Always Makes Me Think Of The Conversation Between

Good little slut presenting yourself with the right posture. I’m going to hike up that skirt, and you’re going to spread those legs so I can examine what’s mine.

Dumb whores shouldn't use their mouths for talking - get on your knees so I can put it to better use instead.

I would love it if I had a partner to share my somnophilia kink.

I’d love to tell them how much it would turn me on if they challenged themselves to see how much they could do without waking me up.

Can you finger me open?

Could you slip your dick inside?

Could you start with slow, gentle thrusts?

Would you get confident and cocky and start picking up the pace?

If I started to moan or whimper or starting to stir, would you slow back down again until I settled back into a deep sleep?

Would you prefer that I wake up with your cum in me and that’s how I know we fucked or do you want to eventually intentionally startle me from my sleep so I’m half-awake, disoriented, but so incredibly turned on?

Hi everyone! Been a couple of days since posted anything, took a couple of days off tumblr to get my shit together. Everything's always super hectic this time of year, i can never cope 😑😅.

Anyways here's a pic for u, I kinda like this one! Probably due for a haircut looking at this though actually 🤔.

Reblog and ask nicely if u wanna see what's under the sticker (I mean u can probably guess though 😅)

Selfish

That’s it. Swallow… swallow. Good girl. Now hands off. Let your orgasm go.

“Oh, God… okay… oh, no…”

Good job. Hey, what’s wrong?

“No. N-nothing. Thank you, Sir.”

You’re feeling jealous, aren’t you? It’s okay. Please be honest. You’re not in trouble.

“Yes, Sir. I am. I’m sorry.”

It’s okay. I know it seems like it isn’t fair, but that’s the wrong way to think about it.

“Yes, Sir.”

Do you remember the last time you came?

“Um… No, I don’t.”

It was seven months ago. You didn’t like it, and you asked me not to let you cum ever again.

“I did? I don’t remember that.”

That’s okay. You did. You know sometimes you have a hard time remembering things.

“Yeah… I think I forgot that, too. For a minute.”

Silly girl. It’s a good thing you have me to help keep your thinking straight.

“Yes, thank you, Sir.”

Anyway, I wanted to watch you cum today, and I almost did.

“You did?”

Mmhm, yeah. But I realized how selfish that would be of me.

“No, Sir…”

Don’t contradict me. It is selfish. You’ve worked so hard for seven months, edging every day, but never cumming. All that work would be ruined just because I wanted to watch you orgasm.

“It’s okay, Sir, I…”

It’s not okay. Because I almost ruined seven months of your hard work. You would have had to start all over.

“But it’s not selfish because I would enjoy it, too.“

Oh, you forgot already, huh?

“What?”

You always think you’re going to enjoy cumming, but you never do.

“I don’t?”

No, silly. Of course not. Did you think you would?

“I guess… I guess I forgot again.”

That’s okay. I’ll always help when you forget things. I’ll try not to be selfish.

“Okay. Thank you, Sir.”

That’s my good girl. Let’s get you back to the edge now. So much better than cumming, isn’t it?

“Yes, Sir.”

I’d love to let him rub his cock on me in this position. Getting himself all worked up before I throw him off of me. Adjusting him face down ass up with his arms still bound in that shirt just like that as I fuck him hard from behind.