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#I’m lightheaded
suashii · 2 months
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mattsun fully dressed with you completely naked and bent over his knee. . . his fingers deep in your cunt and his other hand on your ass. . .
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babybluebex · 10 months
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i am not if not a horny slut and all i can think about today is cock worshipping joseph, just stroking his body and kissing his cock, gently sucking on it without trying to make him cum, just enough to give him a warm bubbly feeling and make him whimper before you get to the main event of riding him into oblivion (side note he definitely has a pretty cock, but more importantly sensitive and gorgeous balls)
oh where do i begin
he would be so sensitive, pulling at your hair and cupping your cheek as he whimpers while you suck on him, and you nuzzle your cheek against his cock and he sucks in a breath because it feels so good
and his balls. oh my god. so good. so pretty. so tasty. smell so good. you’re sucking him off and gently massaging his balls, and you move to lick at them and the smell of him and the taste makes you dizzy 😵‍💫😵‍💫
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hornywitchcraft · 7 months
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Men whimpering and begging men whimpering and begging men whimpering and begging men whimpering and begging men whimpering and begging men whimpering and begging men whimpering and begging !!!!!!
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bimiio · 5 months
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dyke in their 50’s flirting w me u guys i must b dreaming
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yquepasa · 3 months
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WHAT DO YOU MEAN LEWIS TO FERRARI 2025??????
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myfriendtheghost · 1 year
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what are we gonna do if we get anymore content today
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delicatefalice · 2 years
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the lisa cuddy is popping out so much 😵‍💫
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house-of-slayterr · 2 years
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Imagine singing “Past the Point of No Return” as a deeply devoted love song. Just you and your lover, alone in bliss. High enough to reach nirvana. You on top of their lap, caressing their face as you serenade them. The love radiating off you so thick, anyone in a 50 mile radius can feel it. It’s the most intimate moment, and you hesitate to kiss, holding yourselves off until the last crescendo! I don’t know if that’s romance, but that’s what I want!
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tinogiehd · 2 years
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i can’t handle any more meetup talk i’mwgoing to throw up
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xiaophobic · 2 years
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no guys i’m serious that was like one of the saddest things i’ve ever read on this fucking app i was not exaggerating
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This is my busiest day of the week, so of course today is the day that my blood pressure refuses to rise above 88/46.
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st4d1um-4rc4d1um · 1 year
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I feel funny :(
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ao3-crack · 1 year
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nottspocket · 1 year
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I’m like 5 seconds away from falling asleep but kitty-kitty practice + hasty comic ✌️
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chaoticgouda · 2 years
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crybaby-bkg · 1 year
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Bakugou likes to remind you to breathe whenever you two have sex. It can get so overwhelming for you—the pleasure, the intensity, the intimacy, the eye contact that he never lets you lose. It’s a connected feeling, when you’re at the height of it all, the precipice of climaxing.
“Hey, hey, eyes on me, baby,” he’ll whisper to you, tapping your cheeks once, twice, gently to gain your attention. Your eyes flutter open, rolling once before they settle on his, whining when you catch a carmine gaze, filled only with a type of passion and adoration that it makes your hole clench around him.
“Breathe through it, will you do that for me, baby? Huh?” He talks to you like you’re some airhead and, in a sense, you guess you are at the moment. Only able to gasp, mouth dropping open for his tongue to swipe the inside of it, hands pawing at his shoulders and nape.
“Cmon, baby, breathe with me. Gonna make you feel so good,” he promises, watches how your eyebrows screw up, how your eyes struggle to stay open.
You’ve always had the bad habit of holding your breath when you orgasm, and Bakugou’s heard somewhere that breathing through it makes the feeling all the more powerful. And he’s been doing it with you ever since—pressing his chest to yours, his mouth against your own, his breath in, your breath out.
When you cum, you remember to suck in your deep breaths, eyes hopelessly rolling to the back of your head as you shake and tremble all over. Bakugou praises you the whole time though, groaning and whispering about how good you did for him, how tight you are, how you listen so, so well.
His own breath stutters as he follows you, toes curled against the mattress as his breath slows until his balls finally unclench and he can relax into your body. You’re both boneless in seconds, and you figure the mess can wait until you gain feeling back in your body again.
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