Woke up with a raging hard on. Didn’t get to use it. And now I’m feral at work with no way to handle it. Might just have to take away her ability to walk when I get home. Make sure to hydrate, darlings.
rishkhy
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𝘌𝘹-𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘺 | 90’𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘥, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘱, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐/18+ Claimed by a small blue fox.
This is exactly why i don’t share lewd or explicit photos of myself. Ever. To anyone. The most you’ll get out of me is bulge teases, shirtless pics and other masked fun. Don’t do this shit. To either gender, ever. It’s beyond despicable.
Signal boost. Check on your boys. I am so sorry that there are people who aren’t practicing what they preach.
Totally forgot to do this earlier after being asked...if you WANT to support me or send me something for my Birthday...no obligation, just wanted it to be easier than multiple people asking if I have a wishlist.. I'm including my Throne wishlist 👇🏻 throne.com/ella_the_fox
‼️‼️IF YOU INTERACT WITH ANYONE IN THESE PICS PLEASE BE AWARE THEY ARE SHARING NSFW PICS THEY HAVE SAVED. I KNOW AT LEAST ONE OF THEM IS ON HERE. PLEASE KNOW IF YOU INTERACT WITH THEM YOU RUN THE RISK OF YOUR CONTENT BEING SAVED AND SHARED IN A DISGUSTING DISCORD CHAT.‼️‼️ *the one I know of is iitori*
The best part about having a little puppy that works from home? I get to lay on the bed right in front of her work desk… not a thread of clothing on me… and see how bad she stutters on the phone.
Waking up and seeing her spread out on the bed, completely nude and sighing in her sleep… Now if only I’d had time to make sure she was nice and filled before I left.
I want to create entire oceans of stars in your eyes. I want to elicit the most desperate of noises from your lips. I want to watch as you fall apart in my arms. Only to be the glue that pulls you back together again.
That moment when you’re filming on snap and daddy accidentally sends it to your story…. Whelp, sorry nana. No, really though. I panicked. Managed to save most of it and the grannies were none the wiser. Wanna see a sneak peek?
I’m walking out of work with a hard on and I’m wearing sweats… You know who you are and what you did, you naughty little thing you.
An ass so pretty I have to repost it.
Bunny booty to start the morning? I’m thinking maybe anytime a post gets to 50 likes OR I get tipped, I’ll post another booty shot. Maybe we’ll even make it to one of my favorite pictures today. ♡ + ↻ + tip pretty please for #wagonwednesday
The temptation to start filming her again while I use her so we can post it on her 🌶️ pages…
I don’t care how tired I am. Starting the day filling her up and hearing her moan my name will always be the best way to start a day. Drink water, you sexy heathens. Have a phenomenal day.
Why the fuck am I awake this early and yet I’m still not hilt deep inside you whispering “Good morning, you pretty little whore.”?
She reached down, parting her thighs with a sigh and trailing her hands over herself. Watching, his lips curled into a smirk, as her hand withdrew, slowly dotting his bottom lip with her fingertips, leaving evidence of her arousal. “So you can smell what you do to me while you’re gone, daddy.”
I’m in the mood to make it so you can’t speak, take your thoughts and fill you in so many ways. Drink water. Hydration is important, I can’t have you passing out only halfway through our fun, can I?
I am over caffeinated, under fucked and exhausted. At least it’s almost my weekend and I can get back to posting unhinged things on here… stay tuned. and drink water, darlings.
Another day. Another dollar. Another morning of not waking up to her lips wrapped around my length. Hydrate yourselves, we both know you need it.
Work is murder and it’s far too hot for this shit today. Make sure you’re hydrating, darlings.
Sinful Sunday has me up in a fever, little killers. Nothing seems to be enough. Guess I’ll just have to wait until daddy gets home to put me down right. Le sigh. 😮💨
I wish my Sundays began with moans and gasps. But, alas, one has to generate income. Drink water, darlings. Hydration is important.
I want to hear gasps as they watch what I do to you, I want to feel the way your body clenches around me while I move faster and harder. I want permanent marks on your skin from where my hands lay, keeping you still, keeping you in place so I can show you just how good my rhythm is.
I want to carve the impression of myself so deeply inside you that you’ll feel the whisper of it at night when you wake. I want to pound your soul so relentlessly in front of the audience that you never forget who you belong to. I want every ounce of their dripping jealousy to fan my fire.