I want to let go
I’m an intelligent, well educated, classy girl—the type of girl you’d think has her life together and would never be browsing pages like this. But deep down I’ve always known that my purpose is something more than just… working in an office. I know that I’m meant to serve cock and use my holes to entertain men.
I feel that desire to be used all the time—whether I’m walking down the street or at the grocery store or on the train. Every man I see, I wonder if he knows that he could just take me and use me; that I wouldn’t even put up a fight?
I’ve made accounts on here before and I always come back a little deeper down the rabbit hole each time…. A little closer to fully embracing my true purpose. This time I’m in really deep, maybe I won’t turn back at all. Maybe this is just who I am now: a fucktoy, with three warm holes and a set of tits waiting to be used by only the most depraved men…