Ugh, I’m craving this so fucking bad right now…
I often wish guys didn’t have to be coaxed and persuaded into eating pussy. I wish that sometimes I could just come home from class, or maybe just be lounging around on a boring, wintery Saturday afternoon, and he would just get hungry.
Out of the blue, without the need for any external triggers or painstaking initiative efforts on my part — I want him consumed. Consumed by an unbearably ravenous, animalistic and primal hunger; a craving so forceful and urgent that he’d move mountains and trek valleys to satisfy it…
A craving just for me.
One time Tyler told me that was his favourite thing to do. Go down on a girl. Watch her squirm.
when girls orgasm they be grabbin at shit that aint there kickin lamps over throwing pillows their eyes roll back and they recite ancient spells in the language of long lost civilizations
thats why I never satisfy women sexually its scary and I’m not here for it