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deliciousanddecadence:

Stairs were made for us to fuck on..Sir

deliciousanddecadence:

Stairs were made for us to fuck on..
Sir

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deliciousanddecadence:




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Truly your desires beyond your first touch will be mine„,Sir

deliciousanddecadence:

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Truly your desires beyond your first touch will be mine„,
Sir

Source: nichotina

deliciousanddecadence:

Up against the wall 

deliciousanddecadence:

Up against the wall 

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deliciousanddecadence:

Exactly my true cum slut…:Sir

deliciousanddecadence:

Exactly my true cum slut…:
Sir

Source: thesweetpainoflove

daddymike976:

his-littlekitten:

I’ll have to wait until Sunday.

Sunday is better than not at all;)

daddymike976:

his-littlekitten:

I’ll have to wait until Sunday.

Sunday is better than not at all;)

Source: in-daddys-lap

deliciousanddecadence:

kinkystartshere:

A taste. Is putting it mild.


That noise you hear isn’t hunger pains Sir

deliciousanddecadence:

kinkystartshere:

A taste. Is putting it mild.

That noise you hear isn’t hunger pains
Sir

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wicked-naughty-diva:

lustyredhead:

mebehavenever:

 … THIS.  RIGHT.  HERE.

Yes, this.

Source: beautflstranger

insomniagrrl:

I love to be taken just like this.I still have stars in my eyes and rosy cheeks from last night and the sweet way he kissed me goodbye.Literally, I collapsed after sex and awakened in the same position! I am an insomniac! This is rare!!!The way he looks at me kills me. He often sees me on Tumblr, and asks if I’m talking to one of my boyfriends (rather wistfully, I might add…) and I always have to remind him I’m his.  Honestly, he is the one who is the valuable commodity. I always worry that his kind heart and wonderfulness will be taken away from me. My Achilles heel is my heart. It is confused sometimes by one person’s innocuous influence, but I sorted it out. Again. *sigh* cliquez sur le message original pour le crédit
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insomniagrrl:

I love to be taken just like this.

I still have stars in my eyes and rosy cheeks from last night and the sweet way he kissed me goodbye.

Literally, I collapsed after sex and awakened in the same position! I am an insomniac! This is rare!!!

The way he looks at me kills me. He often sees me on Tumblr, and asks if I’m talking to one of my boyfriends (rather wistfully, I might add…) and I always have to remind him I’m his.

Honestly, he is the one who is the valuable commodity. I always worry that his kind heart and wonderfulness will be taken away from me.

My Achilles heel is my heart. It is confused sometimes by one person’s innocuous influence, but I sorted it out. Again.

*sigh*


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orangebubbles78:

domwithpen:

coagoodgirl:




THEN RAISE THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KIDS!
AND GIVE YOU ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING LOVE AND SUPPORT YOU’D EVER FUCKING NEED.
AND PAY THE HELL OUT OF THAT FUCKING MORTGAGE.
AND THEN WHEN THE GUTTERS ARE CLOGGED I’LL GET UP THAT FUCKING LADDER AND CLEAN THAT SHIT UP WHILE YOU STAND BY THE KITCHEN WINDOW COMICALLY JUDGING MY WORK.
AND THEN WE CAN VACUUM THE FUCK OUT OF OUR CARPET SO HARD THAT WE’LL HAVE TO GET A NEW ONE.
WE’LL WASH OUR CLOTHES SO GODDAMN FUCKING HARD. FORGET NO RINSE, WE’LL USE HIGH FUCKING SPEED.
BUY A FUCKING MINIVAN TO STUFF OUR BEAUTIFUL FUCKING BABIES INTO IT AND DRIVE THE FUCK OUT OF IT.
THEN WE CAN GO SOME FUCKING PARENT-TEACHER MEETINGS AND MEET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KID’S TEACHER. THEN JUDGE THE SHIT OF HER IN THE CAR.
AND WE CAN THEN PILE ALL THE CHILDREN IN THE FUCKING MINIVAN AND GO TO THE STORE AND SHOP FOR GROCERIES SO HARD THAT WE ACTUALLY HAVE TO MAKE MORE THAN TWO TRIPS TO GET ALL THAT SHIT INSIDE THE HOUSE.
AND THEN COOK THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KITCHEN UNTIL WE HAVE NO FOOD LEFT AND WE FEAST ON THAT SHIT FOR FUCKING DAYS.
I WILL EAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR HOMEMADE COOKIES.
THEN WASH THE SHIT OUT ON THE DISHES TOGETHER UNTIL OUR ENTIRE HANDS GET FUCKING PRUNEY.
WE’LL WATCH OUR KIDS FUCKING GRADUATE AND MOTHER FUCKING TEAR UP LIKE THE BADASS BOSSES WE FUCKING ARE.
WE WILL GROW SO DAMN OLD TOGETHER, WE WILL LOOK LIKE FUCKING RAISINS.
I WILL FUCKING TELL YOU EVERY SINGLE SECOND HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
HOLDING EACH OTHER’S FUCKING HANDS SO HARD THAT WE SHIT OUR SELVES.
UNTIL WE DIE AND ROT AS MOTHERFUCKING CORPSES TOGETHER.
TIL DEATH DO US FUCKIN PART.
HAPPILY EVER FUCKING AFTER.

i fucking love the shit out of this.

Reblogging this again cuz it is literally my favorite post ever

you say the sweetest fucking things.

I fucking think this is goddamn hilarious.


Worth RT’ing just for all the comment that go with it!

orangebubbles78:

domwithpen:

coagoodgirl:

THEN RAISE THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KIDS!

AND GIVE YOU ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING LOVE AND SUPPORT YOU’D EVER FUCKING NEED.

AND PAY THE HELL OUT OF THAT FUCKING MORTGAGE.

AND THEN WHEN THE GUTTERS ARE CLOGGED I’LL GET UP THAT FUCKING LADDER AND CLEAN THAT SHIT UP WHILE YOU STAND BY THE KITCHEN WINDOW COMICALLY JUDGING MY WORK.

AND THEN WE CAN VACUUM THE FUCK OUT OF OUR CARPET SO HARD THAT WE’LL HAVE TO GET A NEW ONE.

WE’LL WASH OUR CLOTHES SO GODDAMN FUCKING HARD. FORGET NO RINSE, WE’LL USE HIGH FUCKING SPEED.

BUY A FUCKING MINIVAN TO STUFF OUR BEAUTIFUL FUCKING BABIES INTO IT AND DRIVE THE FUCK OUT OF IT.

THEN WE CAN GO SOME FUCKING PARENT-TEACHER MEETINGS AND MEET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KID’S TEACHER. THEN JUDGE THE SHIT OF HER IN THE CAR.

AND WE CAN THEN PILE ALL THE CHILDREN IN THE FUCKING MINIVAN AND GO TO THE STORE AND SHOP FOR GROCERIES SO HARD THAT WE ACTUALLY HAVE TO MAKE MORE THAN TWO TRIPS TO GET ALL THAT SHIT INSIDE THE HOUSE.

AND THEN COOK THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KITCHEN UNTIL WE HAVE NO FOOD LEFT AND WE FEAST ON THAT SHIT FOR FUCKING DAYS.

I WILL EAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR HOMEMADE COOKIES.

THEN WASH THE SHIT OUT ON THE DISHES TOGETHER UNTIL OUR ENTIRE HANDS GET FUCKING PRUNEY.

WE’LL WATCH OUR KIDS FUCKING GRADUATE AND MOTHER FUCKING TEAR UP LIKE THE BADASS BOSSES WE FUCKING ARE.

WE WILL GROW SO DAMN OLD TOGETHER, WE WILL LOOK LIKE FUCKING RAISINS.

I WILL FUCKING TELL YOU EVERY SINGLE SECOND HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE YOU.

HOLDING EACH OTHER’S FUCKING HANDS SO HARD THAT WE SHIT OUR SELVES.

UNTIL WE DIE AND ROT AS MOTHERFUCKING CORPSES TOGETHER.

TIL DEATH DO US FUCKIN PART.

HAPPILY EVER FUCKING AFTER.

i fucking love the shit out of this.

Reblogging this again cuz it is literally my favorite post ever

you say the sweetest fucking things.

I fucking think this is goddamn hilarious.

Worth RT’ing just for all the comment that go with it!