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she calls it free use, but what she really wants is to be fucked like furniture
bent over the counter while she’s texting, taken from behind while she’s brushing her teeth, my cock slipping inside her the moment i wake up.
no asking, no warning, just the familiar stretch and her little gasp as she spreads her legs on instinct. it’s not just permission, it’s routine
her body’s always available, always wet, always mine to use like a toy that forgot it was supposed to have limits