#so much
My wife, drunk off her ass: I think that Phone Guy FNAF and Ryuuji Hatoful Boyfriend should kiss
Me, also drunk off my ass: What the fuck is wrong with you, I am SO in love with you, what the HELL *Dreaming of kissing her under the moonlight*
I am with the person I love and although we’ve had our ups and downs and downs we fight through everything to be with each other. And that’s pretty special if you ask me.
I’m so proud of the corn maze I made this year. I love my crops. So much. More than my children.
little late but heres my @analogicalweek submission for the prompt crushes!! Virgil loves listening to Lo talk hehe
i just want them to know that i don’t answer the phone after midnight for anyone. but i wouldn’t hesitate to facetime them until sunrise just to hear their voice and see their smile.
I’m possibly having an heart attack, Nomura made it on time
Credit @ aibo on twitter
Reblog if you really love Hermes, like if you really love Hermes.
i also finally finally watched bsd ! ahahahaha my fave is akutagawa i love him
kiss kiss fall in love
Me omw to say hi to my friends after a weekend
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we’ve got this.
this is a companion piece to this one. have fun comparing them!
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Another orgasm ripped through Linda’s body, but this time she barely even wriggled. Her arm reached languidly out at nothing in particular, finally settling for a sleepy caress of her own pale cheeks before flopping onto the sheets in boneless ecstasy. “That’s right, pretty fuckdoll,” Arthur murmured, pushing two fingers in and out of her slick, soaking pussy. “Deeper and deeper every time she cums for Master, deeper and drowsier just like a good toy. All those muscles melting into peace and pleasure, all those thoughts popping like little soap bubbles and emptying out that sleepy mind. Good girl.”
Linda sighed happily, the only outward sign of the intense pleasure that kept building with every powerful thrust into her dripping cunt. She could feel her limbs relaxing into helpless, paralyzed bliss, and she reveled in the sensation; nothing turned her on quite so much as the drowsy immobility that Arthur induced with his fingers, and he loved fucking her into mindless lassitude every bit as much as she loved sinking deeper into trance for him. “Down and down and down,” he purred, rubbing her clit until another orgasm spiked through her. “The more she cums, the less she thinks. And the less she thinks, the harder she cums for Master.”
Linda’s eyes wouldn’t open anymore, and her muscles no longer obeyed her commands–not that she had any commands to give them. She felt deliciously passive, so empty in mind and body that nothing separated her now from the pleasure she felt. “Fucked out for Master, fucked all the way out for Master,” Arthur cooed, his fingers sinking in all the way to the knuckle with every thrust. “No mind, no will, nothing but deep, drowsy bliss in Master’s total control. She’s just a dolly now, just an empty vessel for Master’s programming. Every word I speak sinks all the way down into the very center of his good girl’s sleepy brain, turning her into the puppet she dreams of being.” Linda barely even twitched, but her deep self was screaming in ecstasy.
She was too deep to count anymore, but something must have told Arthur that she’d experienced enough orgasms to go into a totally cataleptic state, because he removed his fingers and rolled her onto her back. She flopped bonelessly out onto the mattress, completely limp and helpless, and she could feel his cock pressing against the entrance to her pussy as he climbed on top of her and straddled her hips. “Totally helpless, good girl,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “Totally blank and obedient. Nothing but a pretty little dolly for Master to fuck any way he wants.” Linda knew deep down that it wasn’t true–no matter how deep she went, she could still safeword–but this was exactly the fantasy she wanted, and she was happy to stop thinking and let her body be used.
And that was exactly what happened. Arthur slid into her cunt with a single frictionless thrust, pushing easily into her slick, messy pussy like there was nothing but warm butter between her thighs. “Mine to own, mine to use, mine to fuck deeper into obedience.” The words made her cum every bit as hard as the hard cock inside her, and Linda let out a tiny, involuntary whimper at the sheer rush of helpless bliss that overtook her. She was nothing but a doll now, nothing but a mindless fucktoy for her Master… and she couldn’t imagine anything more perfect to be.
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I’m so glad I’m already in my bunk… fffuck