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A message from my mother after watching people fuck like heathens.
“God, you taste so good, kitten,”
“I can’t stop thinking about you leaking my cum all night,” he mumbles darkly against my ear as we gaze into the mirror together.
basing your decisions off of the standard of what normal people would do leads to a very boring life.
Why would I deny myself something I wanted to do because other
people thought it was weird? People who weren’t even involved.

