in need of dominant woman

omggg I love Kari and Lara, I need to find the same love they have because they’re so cute together🥹🥹🥹

watching Dakota Johnson in Calvin klein underwear makes my knees go weak…

shit she is so fucking hot, please put me in my place, pleasing you and being on my knees

there is almost nothing else that turns me more on than a female’s voice…

like talk to me and call me sweet names and I’ll be on my knees going so submissive for you🤭

one day i’ll be sat in another woman’s lap wearing no panties on all marked up by her as she holds me, letting me know i’m hers

please mark me

Having a voice kink is so dangerous, because like wdym any woman with a nice voice can just instantly make me flustered and turn my brain off if they want just by talking to me??

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Sometimes I just want her to bend me over and spank me for being such a brat, just because I was craving her attention so badly while she was working.

so me

I crave someone dominant and possessive, someone who creates structure around me who tells me what I can and can’t do, gives me rules to live by, and disciplines me when I step out of line. I want to feel directed, contained, and undeniably hers.

me and an older woman in another universe…

“You’re mine” she whispered, “what are you?”

“Yours” came the reply

god I need an older woman who is dominant and possessive of me, so badlyyyy

done. college. friday nights.

🎀🎀🎀

thank you🤭

that makes me really happy to hear hehee

I’m doing good, hope you are too, have a good day :3

ohhh I was hehee🤭

needing this

I need that so bad pleaseeeee

where is my older woman????

Valentine’s Day is in a few days and I need a pretty older woman to obsess over me heheeee

don’t be shy, make me yours🤭

💌💌💌

💯💯💯

I need thattttt

those kind of dates…🤭

What if you added a mirror just above your bed? Imagine what you could do with it.

Imagine me lying there on my back, eyes wide and hands trembling, touching myself exactly how you tell me to. Your voice low and commanding. “That’s it, babygirl, slow and lazy circles. Look at you, touching yourself just like I tell you to.” Every circle, every flick and every wet sound belongs to you. And when it gets too much and I close my eyes? “Ah ah. Open your eyes, baby. Watch what a needy little thing you are.”

Imagine how I squirm when you drag your fingers slowly over my clit, making me watch the way I arch and tremble into your touch. “You see that? How pretty you look when you’re Mommy’s little toy?” Your command is the only thing holding me on the edge, keeping me from falling apart too soon.

Imagine how you eat me out. Again and again. “Look at yourself, princess. Look how sweet you are. How perfect you come for me, over and over again.” How you force my gaze up to that mirror, making me see how I look, trying in vain to squirm away. How the overstimulation makes me sob and writhing under your tongue, but you don’t let me hide. Don’t let me look away. “Open those beautiful eyes, babygirl. I want you to see what a wrecked little mess you are, just from my mouth.”

Or picture this: I’m sitting in your lap, spread open between your thighs, your back resting lazily against the headboard. And there, in the mirror, you watch. How your fingers are knuckle-deep, curling just right, how you massage my tits and pinch at my nipples, while I writhe and whimper for you. And you whisper in my ear, “Look how perfect you are, hm? So desperate for Mommy, aren’t you? How about you let me hear just how much you want this?”

And when you fuck me missionary, you make me open my eyes. You make me watch. Watch how each deep stroke rocks through me. How your hips move in time with the wet, obscene sounds between us. How you fuck every inch of me like you’re claiming it. Like you’re writing your name into my body. “Eyes on the mirror, baby. Watch how thoroughly Mommy fucks you.”

“You see how well you take me, babygirl? How perfect and pretty you are like this? All sobbing and begging for Mommy.”

Just imagine, what you could do with that mirror…

another reason why I need a bigger mirror in my room especially one above my bed…

Spaaaankkkk👋

thinking thoughts… innocent cuddling that turns into cuddlefucking…? an arm under my head previously for my comfort, now hooked around my neck to keep me still against their front as their other hand plays in between my legs, not even warning me before pushing a finger inside, maybe two, maybe three… just touching me without a care.

uhmmm when is my turn…?

Your moans sound so fkng good

But I bet they’d sound even better against my ear, while your legs are around my waist as I pound my strap into you

mhhhh yes please

I love it when older women compliment me (makes me wet)

Wrap your legs around me while I’m buried inside you.

ohhh I promise I will baby, don’t worry🤭