Whimper into your pillow tonight. Pretend it’s my thighs and..
Whimper into your pillow tonight. Pretend it’s my thighs and not your regrets.
2025-06-21 02:39:44 +0000 UTC View PostWhimper into your pillow tonight. Pretend it’s my thighs and not your regrets.
2025-06-21 02:39:44 +0000 UTC View PostDinner time. I’m full. You? You can lick my plate clean and call it gourmet.
2025-06-20 20:01:32 +0000 UTC View PostI’d ask you to prove your loyalty. But your tears already did.
2025-06-20 17:01:40 +0000 UTC View PostI don’t love you. But I do love what you turn into when you ache for me.
2025-06-20 11:02:59 +0000 UTC View PostIf humiliation was a currency, you’d be a millionaire by now.
2025-06-20 08:01:05 +0000 UTC View PostYour devotion turns me on more than your cock ever could. Lucky for both of us.
2025-06-20 06:50:00 +0000 UTC View PostYou’ve made it to the weekend. I’ll decide if you’ve earned a reward or more restraint.
2025-06-20 02:01:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe moon’s up. My legs are crossed. Your access? Denied.
2025-06-19 23:02:01 +0000 UTC View PostCuddle up, loser. Mommy’s gonna stroke your hair while you cry into my feet.
2025-06-19 20:02:04 +0000 UTC View PostYou smell like desperation and cheap cologne. That’s how I know you’re ready to serve.
2025-06-19 17:01:43 +0000 UTC View PostGood boys earn rewards. Bad boys? Well… they’re more fun to punish.
2025-06-19 11:02:48 +0000 UTC View PostBe honest, which one hurts more?
2025-06-19 10:22:18 +0000 UTC View PostYour cock looks like it lost an argument with gravity and shame.
2025-06-19 08:00:59 +0000 UTC View PostOh baby, the blush, the wig, the wobble… you really think you’re my type, don’t you?
2025-06-19 05:27:30 +0000 UTC View PostLie at my feet. Be quiet. I’ll pet you when I feel like it.
2025-06-18 20:00:35 +0000 UTC View PostDon’t worry. Your secret’s safe with me. Mostly because no one else cares enough to hear it.
2025-06-18 17:00:43 +0000 UTC View PostLet’s plan your punishment. Choose wisely:
2025-06-18 14:00:48 +0000 UTC View PostBe soft, be obedient, be still unless I tell you otherwise.
2025-06-18 11:02:31 +0000 UTC View PostIf I called it ‘cute,’ would that make you feel better about your invisible manhood?
2025-06-18 08:00:46 +0000 UTC View PostSpin for me, princess. Slower. Slower. Yes, like a nervous ballerina with a bruised ego.
2025-06-18 05:01:17 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s late. I’m probably sleeping. You? You’re staring at your phone like a little addict.
2025-06-18 02:01:03 +0000 UTC View PostYou know what I love most about you? The silence when you’re being useful.
2025-06-17 23:01:40 +0000 UTC View PostKiss my feet, then thank me for letting you stay this close to perfection.
2025-06-17 20:01:20 +0000 UTC View PostI’d tell you you’re special, but I don’t want to lie this early in the week.
2025-06-17 17:01:42 +0000 UTC View PostBe honest. What are you here for?
2025-06-17 14:01:31 +0000 UTC View PostI know exactly how to touch you. That’s why I don’t.
2025-06-17 11:01:08 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s giving… disappointment. But go ahead, try and impress me with that thumb-sized shame.
2025-06-17 09:03:02 +0000 UTC View PostYou did your makeup for me? How brave. Let’s see how long you last before you cry.
2025-06-17 05:01:25 +0000 UTC View PostSomewhere, I know you’re hugging a pillow wishing it was my thigh. Sweet, pathetic thing.
2025-06-17 02:01:41 +0000 UTC View Post