“Girl… You can’t fool me.
I know you’ve thought of me dripping like this before. Except in those fantasies I wasn’t wearing this shirt… Or pants…”
“Girl… You can’t fool me.
I know you’ve thought of me dripping like this before. Except in those fantasies I wasn’t wearing this shirt… Or pants…”
Are you mimicking the sound that I make every time your face appears on my screen?
As I rub my thighs together sensually…
Yes. I sound like a fucking dinosaur when I’m aroused. Sexualsaurus.
I came. I saw. I conquered. by ~THEDOCTOROFWHOOVES
Also responsible for…..
But this is why we all love him and his swag of mischief!!>w<
Did my package finally come? I ordered a Tom ages ago!
Wait a minute. That was just a dream…
Oh well. I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
(But I’ll definitely be looking that gift horse in the cock.)
Good. I see you’re already bent over.
Let me just get the paddle.
What was the safe word again? Pudding?
If Tom sat like anymore of a fucking whore, he’d split his pants open.
Wait…
Forget I said anything! Just keep pulling those bad boys apart…
Hey, Tom! How early did you have to get up to do your hair like that?
Just kidding. That question implies that I don’t watch you sleep every night…
Work that pole, Loki.
I’d like to work another Asgardian pole, if you catch my drift.
It’s his penis. It’s always his penis.
Stop being adorable and drawing a picture of a horse for a fucking stranger.
Or I swear to God I will take you on that desk right now and spank your ass with that sketchbook.
Just casually imagining that body undressed… above me… and those biceps holding him up to continually thrust into me…
You know…just normal weeknight thoughts.