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Namaste
I pray fortune favors you today
Who Am I?
Meditate and Appreciate
We often know others before knowing ourselves
Have you given someone a hug today?
People often forget that love can literally change this world in the blink of an eye

mrbreeder-deactivated20210214:

When she tells you she isn’t on birth control and you still end up planting the seed as far as you can in her.

mommymaxie:

Sometimes you just need to tied down and fucked hard, don’t you baby? When you need to relax and forget about everything else for a while. When you need a break from thinking and making decisions. 

Oh I know baby, shh, I know. You’re so gorgeous spread out for me, and don’t worry. I’ll fuck every last thought out of your pretty little head. 

always-covered-in-paint:

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Um…? One of my mutuals( @realcurveslatina )sent me this art and said it looked like me ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

Life imitates art I guess 🥰

shadowxkitten:

You: *strapped to a table, gagged, helpless*

Me: *boops ur nose*

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immoren:

guywithamohawk:

superpoorlifechoices:

Pornhub commenters generally have a reputation of being more civil to each other than youtubers. Maybe people who argue online just need to bust a nut?

^^^

Not all heroes wear pants. 

babybellyfantasy:

keep-me-preg-n-milky:

Crazy Desires

I need someone to forcibly impregnate me. It doesn’t matter if I’m not ready.

My body feels like it’s crying out to be bred. I’m constantly aroused thinking about how big and heavy my belly and breasts would grow if I was to get pregnant.

I really don’t want it, but on a primal, basic level… I really do. And I want it to happen over, and over, and over again—until I can’t even remember what I looked like without a brat in my belly and full, milky breasts.

I can’t emphasize enough how much my mind is telling me that I don’t want this, that I should not want this. But the slick mess in between my thighs that greets me whenever I think about being held down and forced to take someone’s seed… Well, it begs to differ.

Which is why I want someone to force me to get pregnant. As long as my mind and body can’t agree, I’ll never be able to take the next step on my own. I either need:

A loving, slightly devious partner who “accidentally” knocks me up and convinces me to go through with the pregnancy

OR

Someone who rapes a brat into me and then imprisons me until it’s too late to do anything about my condition

It’s awful, but the more I think about it, the stronger my desire grows.

I understand this struggle

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