I. Love. Weekends. Plain and simple. Here we both are, because clearly neither of us could focus on anything besides getting horny as fuck or being horny as fuck. 🤤

The morning times, everything is calm and quiet. Just pure bliss to get hard, and leaky. Ladies, you have your blankets, or pillows, or even just your fingers, to rub and grind away on.

The neediness building up within, and not wanting to let go of it for even a minute. You just one want thing, and one thing only. To stay edged. It feels sooooo fucking good, your wetness building over time.

Gushing away pulling your mind further and further away from the week. One things for sure, welcome to the weekend and the marathon that cums with it 💦😩