I don’t normally like holding convos over snap unless I like your face.
i mean dead ass though..
i don’t want you to sit on my face.
i want you to ride the fuck outta my face.
i’m talkin straight buckin on my shit.
i wanna be rollin my neck in synchronization with the pussy.
i’m tryna eat the pussy like i got an attitude.
like the pussy just ate my last fry.
like the pussy just tried to tell me i wasn’t the shit.
i’m tryna have to grip both ass cheeks with my hands bc you movin so much you almost snapped my spine.
i want you to ride my face til i am forced to make a decision about whether i shoulda stole that cookie in the 3rd grade.
i’m tryna have flashbacks in the pussy every time you knock my nose into ya pelvic bone.
i’m tryna be the one that gotta tap out on the ride.
bringing this back around bc it’s been 50 summers since..
It becomes rather stressful, this whole wanting to be wanted feeling…
I want to live
An erotic life
Bloom like a
Rise like the