I might be way more into the teacher thing than i realised actually. I'm special i promise I'm special. I'm such a bright and capable boy. This definitely isn't the only source of approval and praise i've ever had. You could take advantage of that if you wanted to. You could if you wanted to
daddy asking "what are we gonna name your baby sister?" while balls deep inside me ⊙﹏⊙
a daughter is a sex toy you can share with your son
“you did so well, baby. im so proud of you”
*i was unconscious the entire time*
hi can i cry on u and call u dad
beanie baby dragon is crossing your dash
does the audience wish to hear about how much i miss mutual corruption. how much i miss slowly gathering the courage to be more open about the sort of disgusting shit that turns both of us on. realizing that we're more alike than we thought we were. joking messages turning into full-fledged fantasies that leave you lightheaded with want and grinding against your bed, thinking about them doing things to you that'd prooooobably warrant an arrest.
“shhh it’s okay, you’re okay” “don’t be scared, you’re safe with daddy” while he crushes me under his weight and forces it inside
There is a New Person I really want the attention of and I feel like I might die waiting for a message but I also really don't want to freak them out or harass them so I'm sat here obsessing instead
show off those pretty little holes for dad 🥰🥰