pretty thing trying to ride you when they're already fucked out. the way their legs shake when they struggle to lift themselves up, the little noises of pleasure when they drop down, the clear relief in every shallow breath when they're filled up again. desperate for release.
I want to be the one who ruins it for you first. The one who shows you the things you pretend you’d never like. So later, when someone asks what you’re into, you’ll hesitate for a second. Because the first person that comes to mind won’t be them doing it to you. It’ll be me.