Every Girl Should Be Addicted To Porn, It Keeps Us Nice And Dumb!

i need to be filled with cum…

sugar def just made it to my top

ten petnames

i need someone to make all my decisions for me.. im just a dumb slut!! my brain barely works!!

hiii! im the slut who asked u how to be a good girl lol

today i wore a real low cut shirt in public, showed off my big tits really nice!! lots of guys were looking at them!!

i think next i might go braless ... lmk if you have any other tips, especially for a big tits whore like me!!

oh my goshh that mustve felt sooo nice having all those eyes on youu.

braless is definitely the next step into becoming a better bimbo!

Feminism appreciation post 😇🤭

How do I sound more dumb on here, no matter what I do it always sounds like I actually know stuff :3

tryyy adding on extra letterrsss like thisss

orrr u culd type like this!! using bad spelling and smple wurds makes u seem much stupiderr!!

and remember!! your conversations should alwaysss revolve around menn orr cockk orr sex!! its what you were made for.

i love getting rape threats… its soo hot being treated and filled like a piece of rapemeat and the best part is when im forced to enjoy it…

Please send me r@pe threats I promise I'll be good 😋

ohhh guys the misogyny fantasies that ovulation makes me think about…

waitress fantasy where he’s sitting wide legged at his own table eating breakfast and reading the paper, and he keeps requesting coffee refills. i do it every time even though he’s far surpassed the maximum amount because whenever he asks for a new cup he says “be a doll and do your job, honey” and lands a firm slap on my ass as i turn towards the kitchen. if he comes in one morning and my shirt’s buttoned up too far for him he’ll unbutton it until he can see the top of my bra and ask me if i’m really dumb enough to think that i get tips because im a good waitress. i get 10x more when i look like a slut. he tips me too—shoves dollars between my tits on his way out and pats my cheek, saying that my service was good but that next shift i should spend less time reapplying my lip gloss and more time getting his hash-browns to the table while they’re still hot. sometimes he spills a few drops of coffee on the tile floor on purpose so he can watch me dutifully bend to wipe it up, no choice but to flash my ass at him when my too-short diner dress rides up. sometimes when he catches me staring at him he’ll beckon me over and pat me down onto his lap. i blush and tell him i have to work but i always go the extra mile for my favorite customer so i let him grind his hard cock up onto my ass and pretend he’s showing me something in the newspaper while he grunts “sweetheart you really oughta find a man to take care of you, look what happens to wayward girls like you.”