I’m a busty black woman with H cups who can’t stop thinking about being stuffed by a BWC. I love tall white men especially older guys. They’re the pinnacle of masculinity and what everyone should want in a partner.
They’ve always been a preference for me and seem to be more into me. Recently I flirted with a guy who wanted to be breed and milk me and that was so much fun to chat about. Felt so loved by the thought of being claimed by him. Someone of his background. Carrying the lineage on. What a gift. However I can’t stop thinking about when he uncovered it. I’ve never seen something so long, so thick, so curved and it was cut. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. It was perfection. A monster I’d love to tame.
It’s been a while and I recently had such sore nipples. Had to massage a cream into them and it reminded of that all over again. That massage really did something to me. I’ve been craving to have even fuller milky breasts. Huge dark nipples poking and leaking on my shirt because I just have so much milk. I’ve been having the fever craving a growth in my womb. Wishing my nipples were cracked from nursing around the clock. Wishing I had a BWC that wouldn’t stop stuffing me full. Even with a growing belly.
Something like that makes me feel like a hell of a woman. So feminine and docile. Makes me want to stay at home and raise our litter and cook and clean.
A man like that deserves to be served. Open legs, open mouth, womb and a hot plate at dinner. What I’d give to have one of my own. I’d never say no. His wish would be my command. He deserves it and so much more. Husband material.
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