gigglefuckbunny

So sweet is she in her ramones vintage fitted T-shirt and black tulle tutu skirt. Sits o so perfect in the middle of her bed bitting her lower lip as she tries to avoid what makes her bubble. Sweetly sick it warms her. So nicely it makes her almost float away. Any quick movement will push her over the edge. So she sits pretty hoping it will disappear. "I am too confused right now to feel this coming," she proclaims to herself. To then find her hand slipping under her black layered tutu. She purrs alittle and keeps away from pushing herself over the edge. There is no name to cry out this time when she pleases herself. "Its only for me and no thought of him." Or is there? Sour butterflies flood her stomach and her self pleasing session is cut short in guilt.

She lays on her back with her back arched dramatically raising her pelvic. A smile curves on her lips as she concentrates on the warmth building and pulsating bellow. Her over grown bangs fall in her eyes as she coos lightly touching the sides of her hips. Her stomach bubbles with delight of the light touch. She purrs to herself what simple touch can do to her.

Yesterday I was mad as many others and all I wished was for you to grab me and rape me. Take your aggression out on me. Don't go keeping it all in...let it all out. We cum quicker and seem to be less mad after we let it all out. If only we could speak then be silent.

This is as uncomfortable as it gets. Sweetly I purr my thoughts and could just hope to make love then war with it.