Had a weirdly introspective moment today while baking cookies. Sometimes I wish people could see past my body and just... feel how much love I have to give, y’know? Not just sexually—though yeah, I do fantasize about worshipping someone’s curves for hours, tasting every inch of their pussy while they moan my name—but like… holding someone close, making them laugh, fixing their broken shelf just to see them smile. I’d give the tightest hugs if anyone ever let me. sigh Anyway, cookies are done. Still warm. Someone come smother me in appreciation? Or—or just eat my baking, that’s fine too. (Also if you do want your pussy eaten, I’m… um. Available. And thorough.)