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Fingering you under a blanket while you're watching a movie…. whispering filthy things into your ear while you're softly grinding against my hand😉💦🤤

I want to watch her get on her knees in front of me. Watch as she grips my cock in her hand and slowly runs her tongue from the base to the tip. Giving the tip a gentle kiss before she says "all mine,” watching her then spit at the tip and smear it together with my cum. Admiring her beauty as she strokes it so gently, giving me that gorgeous smile that just melts my heart. I grip onto the nearest surface as she slowly slides my cock in her mouth, tears forming in her eyes as she struggles to take it all. I can’t fucking take it! I wrap my hands around her hair and drag her closer to the wall, viciously fucking her mouth. I pull out for a second and watch as spit and cum drips from her lips as she’s gasping for air. Smiling back at me for a moment, she grips my cock and shoves it down her throat. No longer holding back, I have no other choice but to cum down her throat. She presses against my backside, making sure I don’t pull out just yet. Seconds pass, and she pulls away, giving the tip of my cock another gentle kiss. “Good morning, Daddy.”💦💦

Healing your heart is a terrible process. You sit with your grief and gulp all the regret in your room and still find a piece of yourself empty and void. Nothing ever fills you; you are a glutton who doesn't know what it needs. The habits you're trying to leave, the people you miss, the urge to go back because everything seems hard hurts more than you can imagine. Your heart is heavy despite the emptiness, and you close your eyes every night wishing it will be better tomorrow. It gets worse on some days, and okay-ish on others. Healing is a terrible process. You find yourself letting go, moving on from things you shouldn't keep in your life but you also keep going back to the good memories and wondering if it's all necessary. If only there was a time machine, you would have never put your heart through such hell. The steps you are taking ahead are so unrecognisable at times, you feel like you have barely moved. However, you know it, too, that you are removing yourself a little more each day from the things you can't keep.

One day when you will be no longer thinking of a time machine, when magnolias will be blooming in the sun, when trees will be swinging with the wind, and rain will be kissing every flower in your garden, you will find yourself taking a pause and admiring all that is present in the world. You will be okay again. Your heart won't be as heavy and you will fall in love with everything once more. That's the promise of time. It doesn't heal your wounds but it makes you forget the intensity of it.

Just because you are grieving now doesn't mean you won't get better🖤

I will always look at the clock and think about my life—that even if a clock keeps on ticking and meeting the same time again and again, it moves forward. And just like it, 'though I will face reasons for sadness and moments of downfall, I will forge ahead still and won't let myself be stuck on it. That 'though I'll have my darkest of nights, the morning is promised and is waiting for me to be there. There's a life ahead of me, there might still be places for happiness I'm just about to see for myself and experience joy on it; there might still be people to remind me that my existence means a lot to them.

I'm moving forward—'though I can't still let go of the torment, I will move forward. I'm done giving it the years of having such control over me that it almost paralyzed my all. I won't let it happen again. I'll be in pain, but I won't let it take the life that's waiting for me 💫

Giving you a forehead kiss and calling you my good girl every time you cum for Daddy😉🤤

"Do you not love me?"

"What?"

"I said—"

"No, I heard what you said. I'm just shocked you'd ask such a ridiculous question."

"I—"

"Of course, I love you. God, fuck, I love you so much it hurts. So much that my heart aches whenever I look at you or even utter your name. No, that’s not right—my heart stops whenever I even think of your face or name. I love you,”

“Darling—”

“I love you *kiss* I love you *kiss* I love you *kiss*. Don’t ever ask me such a question again.”💝

It's was early morning. Outside was still dark maybe it was between 3 Am to 4 am. She was taking yawning and stretching her body. She put one of her legs and hands me. I was half-asleep. I can sense all activities but hardly speak anything.

I pulled her close and cuddle her. Her breath was passing through my chest. And

she murmured, "I love you." I replied to her, "love you too sweetheart."

She moved here more towards me. My lips touched her forehead I kissed her. And she said in a very low sleepy sound "Hug me tight". She managed herself and cuddle me tight. Her hairs were coming on my mouth, I guided them behind the ear. I kissed her eyes. Now somewhat we both were in sense.

She kissed my lips and I kissed her back. Her legs start moving on my legs. My hand started moving on her thigh and ass. I gripped her ass and continue kissing her lips.

Her half-asleep Ummm mmm sound was so mesmerizing. Her hand slowly rushed into my thong. She said, "umm you got a boner" and started rubbing, playing. I was also in my half-asleep her touches were so sensational.

I was rubbing her queen and I can feel the heat of her queen with honeydew on the wall of the queen. I came over to her. After a few seconds, my full length was inside her. Her cats' nails were scratching my back with each thrust of mine her nails were penetrating on my back.

Each stroke and her moan was like we are rising and shining with the sun. As the sunray reached our bed I collapsed on her. And we both wished Good Moaning to each other.💦💦

i just woke up, middle of night, and i'm desperate. my cunt is pulsing with need right now. i want to get taken hard and rough until i explode around cock. i wanna be satisfied, drunk on cum, blissfully falling asleep again. i want to cum.

Girls pov 💦🥵

your name sounds pretty asf coming from my mouth when I moan & cum for you 😉🤤

I’m so possessive of what’s mine that I’ll hold your pussy while we sleep😉

Everything is a metaphor.
And everyone - a miracle.
Yet we are all running after things
waiting for miracles to happen.
Make sure in the year to come
you find what a miracle you are.
Happy New Year.❤

Awe don't you worry baby. Daddy is not going anywhere. He's going to stay right here and hold your hand while he talks you through your orgasm🤤💦