The farmer I buy hay (and some firewood) from hasn't had time for deliveries yet, and he texted me yesterday to ask what I needed most urgently, hay or wood. Selflessly, I said hay.
That /is/ the gate for hay deliveries! Great memory, Pirlouit. I see what are the important spots in your mental map.
I hope you realise that I'm sacrificing myself for you. By telling our neighbour to prioritise your food over my comfort.
But even if I didn't, I would prioritise you and your hay because I love you. I would freeze to death to ensure you are fed
Would you share your hay with me, though?
I see.
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I'm pretty sure I'm ovulating rn but I cannot get Keegan and angel's mutual breeding kink outta my head ik those mf be going AT IT its probably so fucking messy too (sorry if this is tmi ghoul)
"Where do you want it baby?" Keegan pants against your lips, "Inside?" You nod, whimpering when he fucks you harder, faster. "Yeah you do, inside, always inside. Tell me why, angel."
"Want you to knock me up," you mumble, more shy in the heat of the moment than when you were teasing him an hour ago.
"Mm, that's right angel," Keegan hums, he shudders when you clench around his cock. His hips actually stop, and you worry he's cum, his breath panting heavily as he rests his forehead against yours. No, he's trying to stop himself from cumming, something that won't stand. You push your fingers through his hair to pull his head back and he laughs, a deep breathless chuckle. "Getting desperate, eh love?"
"Keegan," you try to sound serious, but the way he rolls his hips makes your back arch. He hums, waiting for you to try and open your mouth again, letting your fingers tighten in his hair, as he fucks his cock into you as slow and torturous as he ever has.
"Filled up this pretty pussy once today already, fuck I love seeing you like this. Mindless little breeder in heat for her man," he turns to kiss your forearm, fucking you harder when you squeak out half a syllable, "Should keep you pregnant all the time, so you dont have to keep begging me to breed you."
"Keegan," you plead.
"Listen to you, using my name like it belongs to you," he clicks his tongue, "say it again angel, beg me to breed you."
"Fuck," you sob when he picks up to his brutalizing pace again, his cock driving into you hard and deep. His hand slips between you, fingers playing with your clit to make it just that much harder to string a thought together. "Keegan please," you dig your nails into his shoulders, you want this, it's an easy thing to ask for, "breed me, fill me up, make me a mum."
Oh it's exactly what both of you want, and it makes him growl, makes him dig his teeth into your neck with a staccato, "mine" before he does exactly as you ask. Keegan groans low in the back of his throat as you cum around his cock, his hips stilling as he fills you with ropes of hot cum. You don't have to say it, you both hope this is the time it sticks.
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Got the beauty, got the brains, got the power, hold the reins: I should be motherfuckin' breezy! Nothing in this world can stop me!!
Had the time of my life with this one - trying to slowly get over art block by allowing myself to just skip steps if i feel like it'll motivate me :]
Inspired by the son Venus Flytrap by MARINA and a pose from this reference sheet
Image description in alt!
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