Tuesday it is. Titty Tuesday. I can compete in that catego.. (OnlyFans)

Tuesday it is.  Titty Tuesday.  I can compete in that category.  I shall compete in that category!  Tits rock.  They always have, always will, and rightly should so.  We are truly strange creatures.  Completely captivated by body parts and such.  I’m good with that.  I enjoy staring at beautiful people.  They may not feel the same but such is life and tough cookies, beautiful people, that is a small price to pay.

I was supposed to film myself getting fucked yesterday, but I didn’t.  I got selfish, and I put the camera down and got fucked one on one, no audience.  Why? Because I just wanted to feel his cock inside of me, touching me in those magical places only a cock can touch properly.  No distractions, just feeling his dick slip inside of me, nice and smooth, gently nudging my insides apart to make room for it.  I came like a motherfucker.  So hard I hurt my neck from pushing it down on the pillow.  I’m getting old.  You know you 're getting old when you hurt yourself fucking.  Sometimes I injure myself when I’m sleeping now.  I go to bed fine but wake up all kinds of fucked up.  I must dream I’m running a triathlon or something to fuck myself up that badly in my sleep.  Who knows?  I started taking Claritin D for allergies.  I guess it kind of works but what it does do is make me dream like nobody’s business.  Sex dreams at that.  Extremely realistic dreams and I guess that is what they mean by “Claritin Clear.”  I kid you not because I had a dream that was very weird the other night and now I can’t get it out of my head.  I’m going to tell you, but I don’t want you to judge me on this.  In this dream I gave my current boyfriend a pill and it painfully and with great detail turned him into a chick.  His dick shrunk up and his balls sucked in, both replaced with a tasty-looking, petite vagina.  He grew a fantastic set of tits, and his face changed into a very attractive woman.  He lost all his muscles and male features as well.  Plus, I was much stronger than he was now, and I used that to overpower him.  He still had the mind of a guy but the body of a hot chick.  He was crying and all of that, mostly because I made him masturbate in front of me until his cunt drooled cum.  I can be mean like that.  Anyway, I ended up bringing home a dude with a massive black cock and testicles the size of softballs and watched him get fucked in his new weak super girly body.  He didn’t want to, but I told him if he didn’t I would tell all his stud friends he was now a hot little bitch.  No dick, no balls. Before I knew it he has massive dick inside of him rearranging his insides.  I told the owner of that gigantic BBC I wanted him to cum inside of her/him.  My boyfriend begged me not to let that happen.  I wanted it to happen.  Right when the dick inside of him started doing its release pump, I kept asking him if he could feel the sperm touching his insides for the first time ever.  I wanted to know if he could feel the penis jerking around inside of him, pushing more and more cum into him, trying to breed him.  Then my boyfriend came.  He came like I do.  So strong nothing else matters except that moment when everything is nothing but senseless, amazing sensation.  I kept asking him what he felt like now that he knew what it was like to be completely owned by a cock.  What it felt like to be turned into a bitch because he would now be begging for it to be put inside of him.  It went on and on and he ended up pregnant and I woke up.  Thanks Claritin D!  The worst part is I now I wish they would make some of those pills because that crap turned me on!  Wonder why?  I guess probably because I get along better with guys and I could share some things in common if we both had vaginas.  Anyway.  I blame the D… Claritin D that is.  I blame the other D for everything else it makes me do!