edg*ng a pretty girl so much so she just babbles her words and cant beg me to finally letting her c*m, "babygirl use your words" smirking as i p*sh the vibra*tor against her sensitive cl*t, her overst*mulated self trying to form words in between heavy breathing and mo*ning, cute
“Good girl”
“What was that, sweetheart?”
“Come here, now”
“Behave”
“That’s my girl”
“Take everything I give you”
“You take me so well”
“You like that princess?”
“On your knees, now”
“Watch your mouth”
“You’re such a good girl for me”
“You’re all mine”
“Just like that”
Aw, you poor thing. Your body can’t handle being edged like this, hm? It’s too much for your brain, isn’t it? Look at you, can’t even form a singular sentence yet you think I’ll stop just because you beg.Come on-We both know you’re enjoying this, no stopping now. You can take it.
enough overstimulation there needs to be understimulation where i get made fun of for being touch starved and have hands very excrutiatingly softly traced against my skin
The way their breath hitches when your fingers find the right spot? When their legs lock around your waist to pull you deeper? When their voice breaks as they're begging? That is better than any drug out there. I'm addicted to their pleasure and I need a hit over and over again.