She told me she’d only fuck if I wore a condom. So I did. But she never said anything about me emptying my cum into her cunt, or fucking it in deeper afterwards
they don't just want to fuck you, they want to ruin you. want their touch to live under your skin for days, fingertips like the touch of a ghost, reminders of every second you begged them to stop. every mark is deliberate, a lasting impression that says you belong to them.
“pull out? what do you mean you want Me to pull out? that’s not how this works, princess.” as I’m thrusting into them, condom discarded on the floor next to us. now that I have them exactly where I want them, there’s no way to stop Me from breeding them full of My cum.