Need A Puppyboy To Use Me Like A Chew Toy While He Rides Me WHO SAID THAT -

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

god. need him to scare me then comfort me afterwards

maybe kiss my bruises afterwards.

kiss my cunt after he beats it with his boots.

maybe circle my tdick while I'm all sleepy in his arms...

just daddy's lil bruised puppy. need to suck his cock. bad.

i wanna be his pretty puppy sucking his cock under his desk, sleep in a dog bed for him...

stay naked for him while we're alone.

but also get to cuddle with daddy with my stuffies, feeling safe in bed with him. hngh.

"on ur knees"

"good boy"

"look at me"

"use ur words"

"say it louder"

"dont make me ask again"

"beg for it"

"say please"

"thats my pretty boy"

"just like that"

"come here"

"you're mine"

"show me ur tongue"

"dont move"

"im proud of u"

PLEASE I FUCKING BEG

My fyp it's really doing its job today, damn. Call me Caligula I guess.

Reblog if you stand against order, civilization, and goodness itself

Huzzah!

i’m so fucking feral thinking about breeding. edging her on the tip of my cock, pinning her hips down and pounding into her cunt over and over. panting into the back of her neck, growling, kissing and biting as i fill her up. so desperate to fuck into her. so deep. feeling her cum helplessly over and over. a disgusting obscene mess between our hips . a string of cum connecting us every time my hips pull back. i’m so. wet.

Shoving a vibrator hard against a pup boys wet tdick to watch him squeal and moan from overstimulation is a must, no matter how much he whimpers and shifts around I will press it against that sweet spot even harder to until his dumb puppy brain melts and he’s left in my arms twitching with his eyes rolled back like a good slut he was meant to be