u/Sunflowers_and_sin

Of what Black women deserve.

Could society handle it? Who cares.

Spread the word.

It’s delicious when a Black Queen is completely unbothered while a white man is utterly consumed by her. She doesn’t need to perform. She doesn’t need to beg for devotion. She simply settles into her throne with that wicked little smile and lets him remember exactly who has all of his attention.

For me, it’s casual. For him, it’s the kind of devotion that lingers in his mind long after his Queen gets up

It's a good thing I enjoy facesitting, pussy eating and ass worship because, truth be told, if the world really is changing then I'm not going to have a choice.

If I die, I die. And one of these from last night was public.

Funny how quickly a man can become devout when the right woman becomes his altar. No hymns, no sermons, no promises of salvation. Just temptation dressed like a goddess and a very eager sinner learning that worship is so much prettier when it comes with a little desperation 😈🖤

...and please, don’t misunderstand me. The flowers are lovely. Put them in water. Take your little pictures. Tell your friends how thoughtful he is🌹 There’s nothing wrong with expecting flowers from a man. Your expectations simply aren’t mine.

Some women expect bouquets. I expect reverence. Some want to be swept off their feet. I prefer a man who understands that devotion starts at mine.👣🖤

I don’t measure romance by petals, dinner reservations, or pretty little gestures. I measure it by how willingly a man adores me, how naturally he surrenders to my softness, and how comfortable he is making my pleasure the priority without expecting his own in return.

You want the gentleman. I want the gentleman who knows when it’s time to become my devoted little worshipper. Different women. Different standards 🖤

EVERY black queen deserves a devoted worshiper 👑 Ensure that he's white! They do the job better 😉

The contrast is as intoxicating as her scent and flavor.

We both agree, Black Queens deserve white male faces upon which to sit and relax after yoga, or at the end of the day, or just because, to cum upon or just rest upon.

No words.

No attention.

Just facts.

It was our Monday evening hot yoga class. The room was full, the class intense, the weather scorching.

As we neared the end of the class, the instructor asked to think of an area in our lives where we have fallen small and then encouraged us to use this hot week to fill our lives and take up more space.

She took it literally. At home, while dinner waited, she planted her Black femininity right on my white face, and took up the space she deserves.

Ours more so.

What Black women should have by right, by day and night, whenever and wherever.