#ag3 gap

[profess0r-s]

There’s a certain weight a man should carry—steady hands, a sharp mind, and a presence that speaks before he does. Strength isn’t in how loud you are but in the quiet certainty of knowing who you are. A real man builds, protects, and leads—not with arrogance, but with the kind of confidence that doesn’t waver when things get tough.

I don’t waste words, and I don’t play games. If you step into my world, understand this: I take care of what’s mine. Not because I have to, but because that’s just the way it should be. - S.

[delusent]

I haven’t been active at all lately i miss talking to older people 💞💞💞

[reallifefaerie]

۶ৎ

[lizzygrantsdoll]

[cupidiscoy]

getting attached to men the second they are nice to me .. 𑄽୧

[bambilovesribbons]

daddy help me put on and take off my little shoes i don't know any better•⩊•

[heavenforeal]

im just a girl tho

[princessdollete]

good morning!!

[b4byg1rl-on-her-knees]

Daddy who trains my ass until I can take him because it’s not bad if he doesn’t take my virginity <3

[cupidiscoy]

for the right man i would do whatever he asked of me .. 𑄽୧

[bktempted]

The road stretches out endlessly before you, a ribbon of asphalt cutting through the dusk. Your hands grip your seat belt, knuckles whitening as the hum of the engine vibrates through your trembling body. "Daddy, this drive is too long," you murmur, voice cracking with need. "I can’t go the whole way without your cum. Can I please have your finger, at least? Can you put it in my cunny while you drive?"

He glances over, his eyes dark and glinting with something dangerous, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. The car purrs beneath him, steady and controlled, just like his hands on the wheel. "You’re that desperate, huh?" he says, voice low and rough. "Fine. But if you’re gonna beg, you might as well learn something useful."

Before you can process his words, he slows the car, pulling it to the shoulder with a practiced ease. Dust kicks up around the tires as he shifts in his seat, one hand still resting on the wheel. "Come here," he commands, patting his lap. Your heart stumbles, but your body obeys, climbing over the console until you’re straddling him, your thighs pressed against his. The heat of him seeps through his jeans, and you feel him — hard, insistent — pressing against you.

"Hands on the wheel," he says, his breath hot against your ear. You hesitate, but he grabs your wrists, guiding them into place. The leather is warm under your palms, and you’re dizzy with the mix of control and surrender. "You’re gonna drive," he tells you, his voice a growl as he shifts beneath you, unzipping his jeans with one hand. "I’m gonna teach you."

You gasp as he frees himself, the thick length of him brushing against your inner thigh. He doesn’t wait for you to adjust — he lifts your hips, aligning you just right, and then he’s pressing inside, stretching you, filling you until your breath catches in your throat. "Focus," he says, his hands tightening around your waist as he thrusts up, slow and deliberate. "Foot on the gas. Keep it straight."

The car lurches forward as you fumble with the pedal, your body rocking against his with every movement. His cock pulses inside you, a rhythm that matches the pistons of the engine, and you’re trembling harder now, torn between the road and the way he’s claiming you. "Steady," he murmurs, one hand sliding up to grip your throat lightly, the other guiding your hip. "You’re doing fine. Just keep your eyes on the road."

The headlights carve a path through the growing dark, and you’re lost in it — the stretch of him, the pressure, the way he’s teaching you to take control while he takes you apart. Every bump in the road drives him deeper, and you’re whimpering, pleading, but he just laughs. "You wanted this," he says, thrusting harder. "Now drive."

[heavenforeal]

wishing for a older man <333

[lizzygrantsdoll]