I have never been as anxious about my life or my future as i am right now, i really don’t know what the fuck i’m going to do and it’s fucking killing me
And pinning your hands down to the bed, your back arching with every one of my strokes, I look you in the eyes as our lips meet. I grab and tease your lower lip with my lips. I keep sliding in and out of you. I can hear you whimper and moan. You can feel me throb inside you. "You’re so beautiful,“ I say. Your heart beats faster. Your breathing quickens.
“I’m about to cum. Please let me cum,” I hear you say. I slide in and out a bit faster, lean forward and whisper in your ear, “No, you will cum only when I say so. Are we clear, beautiful?” And I place a finger over your lips to drown your pleas.
opposite of depression nap. depression awakeness. refreshing the same three websites over and over. there’s nothing new on any of them. eight seconds have passed and it feels like a century