All I really want is some comfort, a way to get my hands untied

Tired and needing sleep, and my only significant thought is just how nice it would be to have a Mommy to pet my hair and shush and tut and coo and fuck me to sleep as she came inside me…

Comfort. It’s quite often all I really want.

(Enough about you, let’s talk about life for a while! Can you handle this?)

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