#it’s me i’m good girls

[sugar-ditz]

all this talk about rubbing your mind away, but never enough love for the dummies who prefer to hump their minds away~

good girls who spend all day drifting off thinking about their favorite pillow or stuffy,

who get home, hop in bed, put it between their legs, and melt their brains for the rest of the night,

who grind so eagerly, so softly at first, speeding up, craving the movement, the friction, the pleasure that comes from being such a good obedient humpslut

who moan and drool and pant like the dumb needy dolls they are for hours and hours until they’re too exhausted to move,

who lay mindlessly in that state of blanked-out bliss until they have the stamina to start humping again,

who instinctively pull their hips back right before they orgasm,

whose eyes roll back and mouths go slack as their whole bodies tremble and shake from the intensity of the edge,

who lose their words after a couple more edges, so lost in heat that they’re only able to communicate with pathetic whimpers and moans,

good girls who repeat this over and over and over again until there isn’t a thought left in their cute little heads~