Thrift store raids.

Good because she loves it when she gets that way.

Oh, to be a bird.

She might just live at the thrift shop.

She would always smile when it came to her girlfriend.

She's still not over this gorgeous promise ring her girlfriend gave her.

[ @insouciantlady ] ‘ Jill. . . Jill? Baby, wake up. I'm starving. What do you want for breakfast? ’ Kissing her cheek in attempts to rouse her from sleep, she hummed. ‘ Don't make me tickle you. ’

Maybe she's enjoying a strawberry salad on the porch, smiling at the chirping birds, legs tucked underneath her.

Oh, the early morning sun.

Her's.

Let’s make out until we end up fucking.

Could she have a sweeter girlfriend? No. The answer is no.

She can't /wait/. They finally got their own RV!

Cue her rolling into @insouciantlady while she slept, waking up when their foreheads accidentally collided, whining loudly. ‘ Ouch. . . ’

when i say "please, i need more, let me c*m!!" what i actually mean is - "please keep denying me, i crave the feeling of being taken right to the edge and told no! laugh at me for thinking i deserve anything but this!" but let's keep that quiet because i'm scared of you hehe

Cue her laying on her back on the floor, reading one of her favorite books.

Her and Jill are at a house party and she's pretending not to notice her. And honestly? The little game is turning her on so much.