#ftm mlm

Wanna use my mouth?

(He/they)Cishets DNI

So like…you’re gonna hype me up right?

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Hair cut. Please compliment me

(He/they) Cishets DNI

Old pics but from the last time I saw my bf

(He/they) Cishets DNI

At your service!~

(He/they) Cishets DNI

I use to be so insecure about being hairy since I don’t see many people thirst over hairy transmascs. I’m more confident but you should still thirst over me <3

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Cishets and terfs DNI

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Cishets, terfs DNI

Listen,, I’m a bottom leaning switch/verse but I desperately crave to make a man feel good.

I want to fuck a guy slowly while he begs for more. I love seeing guys eyes roll back and mouths open wide as they moan and gasp. I love playing with their dicks while fucking them and seeing their faces while they get overwhelmed with pleasure.

And when I can see them getting closer I fuck them fast and hard while still playing with their dicks. I want him to shake, cum so hard, I want to leave him breathless, thanking me for how good I fucked them and wanting to do anything for me.

I want to overstimulate a guy so his head goes fuzzy with pleasure and he can’t think about anything but how good he feels. I want him to be a cummy mess, whimpering every time I touch his dick right after he cums, rubbing his sensitive tip.

I’ll kiss him so gently and clean his cum up with my mouth. I just want to take care of everyone of his needs.

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Need a good dick so badly

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Please use me

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Feeling so touch needy

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Aren’t I cute?

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(Repost cause I had to censor gh)

Some chokers and a belt I have <3

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Boys built like this (tits+pussy) >>> rb if you agree

(He/him)|~fansly~|~onlyfans~|

false promise after falsepromise,

but i can’t bring myself to let go of you.

if i did, what were these past six yearsfor?

if im not yours to use, what am i?

you woke up in the middle of the night,

your voice no more than a sleepy whisper,

just to tell me you loved me.

you really don’t know what you’re doing to me.

“goodnight, ill talk to you tomorrow.”

the promise of there being a tomorrow,

don’t give me that kind of hope, my love.

keep pulling the wire around my neck,

tighterandtighterandtighter.

make me into your pretty little trophy,

a one of a kind collectable monster.

despite their yearning for me,

icant bring myself to feel sympathetic.

i chose you long ago, before i even met you.

they never even stood a chance.

i want you marked with my blood,

a kind of bond that won’t set us free.

i won’t stop until your skin is all mine,

but tell me when it hurts, tell me if it hurts.