babygirl629:

I see you’ve gotten wet, Babygirl.

Yes, Daddy … Is that ok … ?

Of course it is, Babygirl.  Daddy wants you to feel good.  You do feel good, don’t you, Babygirl?

I do, Daddy … 

Do you want to feel even better, Babygirl?  Do you want Daddy to touch you here?

Yes, please, Daddy … 

Good girl.

xoxo

beautifulkink:

Unf!

daddystendertouch:

Presenting herself properly for her Daddy.

always-arousedxxx:

Fuckkkkkkkkkk.

daddysisland:

misterem:

slutty-princesss:

eagerteens:

Wait… did you do your homework?

no, but let’s be honest, you’ll let me suck it anyway. 

Ok.

Daddy is a tease

gentledom:

Come,

crawl into me,

feel safe with me,

be held,

protected,

shielded,

adored,

be mine,

sexualfrustration-12:

Yes please.

Daddy no!

That’s a good baby.

daddysgoodlittlewhore:

I’ve been so naughty Daddy…spank my tiny little pussy to remind me to be a good girl.

sweetpersuasion:

business casual friday. ^_~

gigantorthemooseking:

bringmepiercethesirens:

jojochopsueytoo:

pierce-the-memphis-mice-and-men:

theshay-way:

emerleediego:

Holy fucking shit. This looks painful.

THE WALL OF DEATH.

I remember the first time I was in the Wall of Death. It was at Of Mice & Men’s set at Warped Tour ‘12 and at first, me and my friend had no clue what the fuck was going on. So Austin says “go!”, and everyone starts running, basically pushing me and my friend along. Me, being the clumsy and accident prone person I am, fell in the middle of the pit and like 6 people fell on top of me. I thought I was gonna fucking die (and I may or may not have starting crying.. shh). Eventually everyone got off of me and gave me a little room to get up, and two boys helped me back to my feet, forever proving that the metal fanbase is the most amazing fanbase ever c:

Okay that paragraph totally switched mentalities at the end.

Please ;____;

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.