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dollarbin · 2 months

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Shakey Sundays #14:

Stills-Young Band's Long May You Run

I've gone all soft on Stephen Stills of late. After seven straight months and 50+ posts spent excoriating Neil Young's nemesis/buddy/paste-eating boyband classmate I've given Stills a break in March. He had no business interrupting my vital appreciations of Karl Wallinger, Kris Kristofferson and Sandy Denny. There was barely room for him in my far less vital ruminations on Neil Young's Life or Peace Trail.

But your play time is over young Stephen. It's time to pack away your blocks, crayons and wah wah peddle and face my puritanical, yet objective, judgment regarding a core phase in your suckiness: that's right, it's time for me to actually listen to all of Long May You Run.

It took me a few years to find this relatively common-place Dollar Bin record way back when in the 90's. That's because all my usual haunts dumped their fairly worthless copies of Long May You Run in the never-of-any-interest-to-anyone-with-a-decent-sense-of-ethics-and-self-respect Stills, Stephen section instead of in Young, Neil.

But I knew the album's title track from Decade and from what remains my most prized Neil Young record: a bootleg copy of his 74 Honey Slides Bottom Line Show (note: the bootleg is better than Neil's recent official release of the show in that every rambling, humble word and harmonica fumble remains intact). That bootleg was so expensive at a very sketchy shop on the Santa Monica Promenade (the place also sold Star Wars ephemera and water pipes) that I convinced three of my buddies to chip in $5 each in exchange for my commitment to have it transferred to tape for each of them post haste.

Every moment of the show is rich and fulsome, including the premier of the song Long May You Run, which Neil introduces as a song he wrote for his new bus because he can no longer deal with flying airplanes, a detail that goes a long way to understanding the concept behind one of his most complicated records, Landing on Water.

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And so I am still never prepared to hear the original album mix of this song. Young ditched not just Zuma-era Crazy Horse but also his savant producer David Briggs to make the entire coked-up record; out of an equal mix of savvy and bitterness Briggs then remixed Stephen Stills almost entirely out of the song on Decade. He also chucked the most Briggs-like event in that original version, a what-the-hell-just-include-it errant harmonica blast before the song gets started. "No sloppy sounds are allowed, Neil" Briggs boomed from his captain's chair. "Not unless I'm around to approve them!"

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The song is a Young classic, sure, but it's never been one of my favorites. Too pretty; too earnest. Yes, the verses include a good sex joke (we found things to do in stormy weather) and some juicy Beach Boys non sequitors, but Young is too wasted to land his own jokes.

Neil has a dozen or more different ways to sing while wasted. There's his terrific tequila stagger (just about everything on Tonight's the Night), the terrifying "someone, please someone, pull me out of my dumpster of sorrow" vibe on songs like Pardon my Heart and Borrowed Tune, not to mention his, "Hey, everybody look! I'm so high I'm a flapping penguin" vocals on Vampire Blues or Cripple Creek Ferry.

I could go on; Neil is a connoisseur of making art while altered. The only time Neil sounds unappealingly stoned is whenever Stills's percussionist/vocalist/dealer Joe Lala is around, cutting lines of coke for everyone on his handheld mirrors. Here are Lala and Young together during his Trans tour. Neil is inquiring where he went wrong; Lala is indicating that it all goes back to hiring him to play bongos.

Throughout Long May You Run, it sounds like Neil keeps catching glimpses of himself in Lala's chop glass, and every time Stills and Joe are there grinning over both his shoulders; you can hear the dull, self-loathing result in Long May You Run's vocals.

The same thing happens, only worse, on Young's potentially best song on the record, Let It Shine. I first came to the song via driving and soaring cuts from 76 Japan bootlegs (catch my details on that vital tour here).

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But on the record Young sings Let It Shine with self-hatred and a layer of very unattractive menace. There's nothing funny here; it's just ugly. And the guitars sound like they too are supplied from Joe Lala's terrible stash.

I've never done cocaine. The reasons are many: too scary, too expensive, too many lives ruined by the drug trade, and did I mention, too scary? But I've never really needed to think twice about the drug because I've heard this song once a year, or so, for the past 25+ years. If this is what coke does, I want nothing to do with it.

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Neil shakes all this weighty failure off a few times on the record. He sounds appealing silly on Ocean Girl, helps the band make a Bee Gees audition tape on Midnight on the Bay (Joe Freakin' Lala passed the test; I imagine Stayin' Alive is the best song he ever performed on) and earnestly asks us about some complex nonsense on the Florida-based, wave riding precursor to Surfer Joe and Moe the Sleaze, Fountainbleau.

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For the record: I do not know who put the palm over your blond, Neil. Nor do I know who's been moving everything to where it last was seen. But I do know that Joe Freakin' Lala does everything he can to wreck this otherwise groovy track with his terrible, whoops-I-dropped-my-bong-on-my-bongos-again percussion.

I only play this record when I've got the chance to sit beside the turntable. That's because there are four Stephen Stills tracks littering up the mix, each of them unlistenable. But I will now make myself listen to them anyway.

Here goes:

Make Love to You is ugly terror. Stills thinks he's Ray Manzarek meets Neil Diamond. He gathers the band around him to buff and polish both his nails and his lizard skin pants. The song was recorded 48 years ago but the "girl" in question is probably still in hiding after hearing Stephen the bar crawling man monster bust out his bluesiest warble to announce that he wanted to make love to her and that it was gonna take all night.

There's a flute driven bridge planted in the middle of this harrowing track like a Trump Flag at a pro wrestling event; someone get me the hell out of here before Stills wants to make love to me too.

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Black Coral is a soundtrack for my nightmares. The piano riff is fevered and gross, Joe Lala thinks he's getting paid per beat, and Stills has shanghaied us 200 feet down underwater (with Jesus of Nazareth apparently in attendance, I guess? Maybe he forgot how to walk on water?). Stills has no coherent plan other than reminding us to take care: turns out he's more than a terrible musician, he's also the world's worst scuba instructor. There's more flute here too. The drummer, Joe Vital, is responsible. He probably figured, I played a mean flute in elementary school so, what the hell? How could a song like this get any worse?

12/8 Blues is actually worth listening to, once, so as to hear Neil's tiny, I'm a mouse and I'm trapped, backing vocals and his fairly killer guitar. But the riff is toxic and so are the lyrics. Stills tells he's dying, but don't get your hopes up. He wants us to know that he's "got the music" and he grunts like he knows how to pump iron while Neil tries to make something worthwhile out of it all.

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The album closes with Guardian Angel, which somehow manages to be boring and nauseating all once. Lala shows off his touch typing skills throughout. Curses upon him. Stills' guardian angel demanded reassignment the moment they heard this song.

Neil has a guitar solo towards the end of Guardian Angel that's mixed to sound like he's in another state; which of course he was, as he literally told them all to eat a peach and went back to Crazy Horse at his first sober and available moment.

And that's exactly what I'm going to do now too: leave the Stills-Young band solidly in my rear-view mirror, listen to Zuma and recover.

#stephen stills sucks #neil young #joe freakin' lala #shakey sundays #honey slides

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tilia-cacophonous · 7 months

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about the upd8. okay maybe i just haven't read HS in so long I just forgot something but I thought that the Vriska mindcontrol didn't fully work on humans and just put them to sleep??

which would make this either a mistake or a hint that Vrissy's powers are different -> she's even biologically different in some ways, for the inevitable argument that she is her own person.

#rambles #upd8 #hs #homestuck #GUYS I CAN'T GET OVER HOW HS2 MESSED UP JANE. JANE HONEY WHY DOES HS2 HATE YOU SO MUCH shes SLIGHTLY less bad than earlier i feel that she #is not AS oversexualised as she used to be but still 😬 owch #sidenote i enjoyed that her slide had john and roxy heads drawn in the guardians style :D

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letterstotheflre · 1 year

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eddie says "biiiig stretch" every time he first pushes into your pussy

#i have this visual #of him holding his cock with one hand. angling it towards your pussy. circling your hole with the tip #and he asks “ready?” and you're already so worked up you can only breathe out a desperate “yeah”#and he's like “okay” and slides the tip in. “biiiig stretch honey” and slowly pushes the rest of the way in 🫠#eddiemunson

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justanotherstardrop · 2 years

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Kubby giving a remember that's its okay to be little. this is for:

• age regressors

• age dreamers

• system littles

• system middles

• system agesliders

• people age stunted by trauma

• people who feel feel younger

• people who love their inner child

and more

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zombiepatch · 9 months

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in the process of making a parkour course on the family server w/ the intent of making my dad rage quit <3

#miles plays minecraft #adding the ol honey slide like ''oh he's gonna hate this <3''

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self-made-cages · 8 months

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And to top off a stellar (not) trip, I was harassed and my middle-seat neighbor was vaping on entire the flight home

#when i got on he refused to get up to let me into my window seat and he said “just slide across my lap honey” and winked #(i said um no get up)#and then he whips out his cherry-flavored e-cig for the duration of the flight (no flight attendants noticed him???)#when i coughed pointedly he started blowing out in my direction #this might be the end of my window seat era i have never felt more trapped and uncomfortable #morgan travels

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mallowstep · 8 months

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This stray cat and her kittens (we got them all fixed and found them homes) used to use my slide on my swing set. So I think some loners and kittypets would definitely recognize certain swingsets--at least the ones that have a slide connected with it.

OH HELL YEAH

imagining cats going down slides now. i imagine they'd be like toddlers. (extremely confused)

#ask #mine #anon #toddlers on slides is like #honey are you ok?#ur so confused #i love them <3

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modernmanblues · 1 year

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anyways, back to MY Eric ASJDJASJDJADJS this man just never ceases to amaze me with his impeccable guitar skills. the way he delivers those complex riffs and those insane chord progressions….oh my fucking god i- 🤤🤤🤤🤤 this man just has “sexy” written all over him 🥵🔥 and btw, piggybacking off my previous post about Clapton, i kinda have to be nice to him bc he and my Stewieboo were like best buds back in the day and used to go on vacations together and i’m sure they still keep in touch to this day and knowing Stewieboo, he wouldn’t want me to remain bitter towards anyone. my boo has nothing but love in his heart and that’s why i love him, and will continue to love him more and more each day 🥰😍💖💕💗💓

#STEWIEBOO 💙#the king of slide guitar 🔥#my man just slayyyssssssss #YASS BABE GET IT 🔥🔥🔥#show em how it’s done honey #honestly i kinda wish Eric Clapton and my Eric had an epic guitar solo faceoff #and i know for a FACT my Stewieboo would dominate that stage bc he’s so fucking talented 😌#so proud of my husband 💙#sorry not sorry that Eric Stewart is the REAL guitar god change my mind

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huidol · 2 years

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🪄 i feel like i had a dream where i got sent like 20 of these all by presumablyt the same anonymous person

that was me sorry <33 [Thumbnail - Louie Zong & Brian David Gilbert] To summarize seems incomplete How novel is a novel that can fit on one sheet? -- Chip stones from the boulder Suddenly, my vulnerability shows Oh, you can crop and trim, 'till all that's left Is the essence of a presence that is feeling bereft

(Bonus bc it's like basically a sequel song and also I listened to it again recently and it hasn't left my mind:)

(I know you know I’d come running At the slightest hint, you feel real blue Don’t you dare exclude A brighter color from your mood -Breezy Slide by BDG & LZ)

#honey blather #i love the bdg + lz songs smm another good one is uhmm. pocket by lz #and uhhhh asymptotic by lz is cute it doesn't have bdg in it but its just a math pun love song #also hello world is good thats a Very popular lz song #anywayz i really love thumbnail and i remember when breezy slide came out I was just :pog:#i think i prefer breezy slide just bc of the visual aspect though I do like thumbnail more lyric wise that novel line is literally in my #head forever <33 also fuck you tag character limits fuck you #oh wait also hii griff :-] im backuhmm i went to the mall for lunch and we went to the store and it had dnd player handbooks and dice and I #was sooo tempted to get some. but I didn't <33

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rosicheeks · 2 years

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How do feel about somno

#uhhhhhhm fuckkkkkk #you don’t even know how much I think about somno #likeeee I’m thinking about it now #ya know #I’m one of the sleepiest girls you will ever meet #so might as well use my warm holes whenever I’m asleep #which is all the time 😇#i just reallyyyyy want to wake up to someone touching me #or maybe wake up to them sliding in and moaning my name #gently saying ‘shhhhh go back to bed honey. i just needed to feel you’#nfndjsjsnfkjdjsn #or even tying me down in my sleep and then I wake up to them using me #but then they also have a few friends touching me too 🙈#ask #anon

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odk-2 · 2 years

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Muddy Waters - Honey Bee (Live | 1969) McKinley Morganfield from: "Fathers and Sons" LP

Blues | Chicago Blues | Slide Guitar

JukehostUK https://audio.jukehost.co.uk/0ipRP3hWxcxqIGTlS34xzO0dbCWISEiV.mp3 (left click = play) (320kbps)

Personnel: Muddy Waters: Vocals / Slide Guitar Otis Spann: Piano Michael Bloomfield: Guitar Paul Butterfield: Harmonica Donald “Duck” Dunn: Bass Sam Lay: Drums

Produced by Norman Dayron

Recorded Live: @ The Super Cosmic Joy-Scout Jamboree in Chicago, Illinois USA on April 24, 1969

Released in August of 1969

Chess Records

#Chess Records #Muddy Waters #Blues #Chicago Blues #Slide Guitar #1960's #Honey Bee #Honey Bee (Live)#Otis Spann #Sam Lay #Donald “Duck” Dunn #Paul Butterfield #Michael Bloomfield #Norman Dayron #McKinley Morganfield #Fathers and Sons

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inlovewithaspiderguy · 22 days

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Je pense traduire quand même tous les trucs que je dis juste parce que j’ai rnvie, mais maintenant je veux traduire Honey this mirror et HSICOABB… on verra

I’m thinking of still translating the things I say just because I want to but now I wanna translate Honey this mirror and HSICOABB… we’ll see

All translations will be under a readmore from now on

#spyld #emo brainrot #mcr #fob #honey this mirror isnt big enough for the two of us #headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet #frenchie talks

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yueebby · 7 months

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12:03 pm — gojo satoru

synopsis. gojo tries to convince his first years that he was able to pull you.

contents. fluff, crack??, whipped!gojo, mentions of having a kid, he is SO in love with his wife it's disgusting, the first years are sick of their teacher

“[name] sensei is a good looking woman, isn’t she?” yuji remarked, nonchalantly propping his feet up on the desk. “you think so too, right gojo sensei?”

a sly smile played on the corners of gojo's lips, eventually blossoming into a wide, dreamy grin. “good eye yuji! she's undeniably the most beautiful woman on this planet.”

megumi, seated at the desk beside yuji, couldn't hide his grimace.

nobara's expression mirrored that of a disgruntled sea urchin. “dream big, you two. she’s way outta both of your leagues.”

“she is, isn’t she?” gojo sighs dreamily, his gaze far away. a dopey grin settles over his face; like a man walking on air. it was deeply unsettling to the first years to see a grown man behave this way.

megumi rolled his eyes and muttered his disapproval, choosing to ignore his sensei, who had casually seated himself backwards on a chair.

gojo propped his chin with both of his palms, leaning closer into the first years students. “do you think i’d stand a chance with a woman like her?”

megumi buried his face in his hands, audibly groaning in response.

“a sensible woman like that and you? fat chance.” nobara deadpanned, squinting disapprovingly at her teacher. her negative comments elicit a grunt from the snow-haired man.

yuji’s eyes flit nervously from kugisaki to gojo.

“sensei! i think you have a chance with [name] sensei!” yuji tried to reassure his white haired teacher, offering a thumbs-up. gojo responded by affectionately ruffling yuji’s hair.

megumi couldn’t help but speak up. “she’s a married woman, you know,” he mutters to his friend.

yuji’s eyes widened, “you’re kidding! who do you think got the honor?”

“but she’s so young!” kugisaki exclaimed, slamming her hand on the table.

their discussion is cut short when the shoji doors of the classroom slide open abruptly.

with hands on your hips, you stood sternly before your first year students and their teacher, an air of authority about you.

satoru couldn't help but gulp; you were indeed captivating when you were upset. it’s not his fault that you look so cute when your eyebrows furrow and you puff up in anger.

“i waited for half an hour in the courtyard to start today’s lesson and yet here i find my students, along with their sensei who should be in kyoto for a meeting.” a wry smile graced your lips, sending a chill down everyone’s spine. the three first years bowed their heads in shame.

yuji thinks this is the first time he’s seen his teacher nervous. a bead of sweat appears on the side of gojo’s face.

“honey!” he quickly stands up and walks towards you. with every step he takes, nobara’s face scrunches up at his disgusting conduct.

“don’t.” you warned, raising a finger up to keep satoru at an arm’s length. he respected your wishes to some extent, grasping your hand and placing it within the hold of his own. the diamond on your ring finger glistened as satoru toyed with it.

gasps filled the room as yuji and nobara observed the display of affection. just how inappropriate could their sensei get, and why were you allowing it? what would your husband think?

satoru tenderly caressed your hand in his, cradling it as he leaned in closer. “please forgive me; it was an honest mistake.”

“honest mistake my ass. yaga told me that this is the second meeting you’ve skipped out this month,” you stated, peering fiercely into his blindfolded eyes. satoru’s cocky demeanor wavered, replaced by a nervous chuckle.

“the first time was when i took you to naha, remember?” he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. “and if i remember correctly, you enjoyed our night out,” your eyes widened, recalling the romantic trip satoru had organized.

feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, you attempted to pull away, but his grip on your hand tightened.

“forgive me?” his voice softened, lips curving downward, giving him the appearance of a dejected kitten.

a sigh escapes your lips. he was going to be the death of you.

“fine. but this is the last time,” you warned, “and you owe me for covering for you.”

satoru straightened up, nodding fervently. “have i mentioned how much i love you?” wrapping an arm around you, he placed a kiss on the top of your head, despite your futile attempts to stop him.

“this is…” yuji’s jaw dropped.

“so inappropriate! shame on you!” nobara’s chair makes a harsh screech with how fast she leaves it to come to your aid.

“kugisaki–” you attempted to calm her down, but she clung to your elbow, desperately trying to pry you from satoru’s embrace.

satoru’s hold on you tightened as he wrapped his other arm around your frame, pulling you close. he plops his chin on top of your head and resists nobara’s attempts to free you. like hell he’s letting anybody take his girl, not even his own student.

“crushing on a married woman is one thing, but to openly flirt with her– ” kugisaki struggled. you tilt your head in confusion.

satoru’s strong arms flexed as he fought to maintain his hold on you. he nuzzled your neck. “’m fine right here,” he inhaled deeply, as if trying to take in as much of you as possible.

“[name] sensei! how can you stand there and let this man disrespect your marriage?!” nobara implored, wide-eyed, disregarding all respect she had for her teacher. “how will your husband react when he finds how gojo sensei behaves around you?” she looks desperate, and you want to laugh at the sincerity behind her actions. you get it now.

only your idiot husband would pull a stunt like this.

“i hope your husband can fight because i’m willing to fight him to the death for your hand,” satoru mutters from your neck. you take your hand from nobara’s shoulders to shove the six-foot-three giant away.

“you seriously didn’t tell them, satoru?” you ignored his whiney protests as you created distance between the two of you.

“tell us what?” kugisaki demanded. yuji was on the edge of his seat, nervously watching the unfolding scene, while megumi put his head down in embarrassment.

satoru looks at you with a deep frown on his face. uncertainty clouds your mind as his silence forebodes something. wetting his lips with his tongue, he quickly closed the gap between you, too fast for you to escape. a secure hand rested on your lower waist as your husband dipped you down to deepen the kiss.

had you not been so absorbed into the kiss, you would have heard the scandalized gasps from your students.

you managed to place a hand on his chest to separate yourselves, “satoru, stop.” his eyes remained fixed on your lips, but he complied.

“yuji, nobara.. satoru and i are–” you hold up your ring finger for display.

“happily married!” your husband finished for you, a triumphant smile on his face. he squeezed you close, throwing up a peace sign. “been madly in love since i met her!”

“what– no way! you pulled her?!” nobara spluttered, head whipping from satoru to you, unable to wrap her mind around the revelation.

yuji’s jaw is still on the floor, “megumi, you knew about this?!”

the sea urchin looks the other direction, avoiding his friends’ judgemental gazes.

“they… raised me.. sorta..” he mumbles under his breath. your heart melts at his confession. unlike you, the other first years don't take too kindly to his comment, as they start shaking him by the shoulder and starting their own interrogation.

“and we did a good job too! don’t you think we’re ready for our own?” satoru smiles down at you jokingly, his hands snaking around your waist and his hands sneaking onto your stomach. he leaves a couple of soft pats.

“you’re cuter when you’re quiet, y’know?” you whispered. taking advantage of your students' attention on megumi, you place a single finger on his lips, hoping your husband does not notice the way your face feels like it is on fire.

he does.

“no need to be shy now,” satoru said, grinning wolfishly, “we’ll continue this at home.”

your face flushes even deeper.

unbeknownst to you, the first years had fallen silent, observing how gojo whispered in your ear, successfully turning you into a flustered mess. perhaps they should give more credit to their sensei.

notes. not proof read (oh no). this was just a random scenario that has been plaguing my mind during halloweekend so i typed it on my phone at a party LOL this is me desperately trying to get out of my writing slump

#kt.writes.·:*¨༺#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x you #gojou satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #jjk fluff #gojo satoru x y/n #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader #gojou x reader

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hiimnothere1 · 2 months

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I'd love to cuddle someone with a bunch of toys on. Vibrators, rope, dog bone gag, dildos and everything possible. Put it all on high while I cuddle them and hold them tight so I can feel them struggle.

I'll play with their hair, rubbing their body all over while whispering, encouraging words to them like

"You're doing so good, puppy. Keep going"

"You squeezing me so tight, darling."

"You can cum all you want, baby"

Or maybe I'll be mean and say

"You're moving around too much. Stop it"

"You're cumming again? You're so pathetic"

"You're wayyyy too fucking loud"

Maybe I'll replace the dildo in them so I can feel their needy little hole tighten around me as they orgasm.

I wonder how long it would be when they give up trying to hold it in and just start uncontrollably twitching and moaning.

I'll be sure to kiss them while saying even more words into their ear

"Shhhh. Just keep cumming, honey"

"Just let it alllll out"

"You're so cute when you lose control"

Maybe while they squirm, they'd naturally have me slide in and out of them making them feel even better. I'm sure they'd be so desperate to be filled up with cum so they'd move and struggle more trying to get me to fill their little stomach up with cum.

Maybe if I do, I'll pull them really tight to hold them down so they can do nothing but take the stimulation from the toys while they feel me fill their stupid little hole up.

Ahhh, but it's just a fantasy :(

No one to make it true

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m-arahuyo · 2 months

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Not ghostexe anon but you didn't have to go that hard with triangle. My poor songbird T^T

i did have to i'm afraid

#yall shan't ask me for fucked up and cower when i give it #no way baby I'm It #now where's that ghostexe anon #slide into my DMs honey we Have to meet #asks #anon

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m-ayo-o · 3 months

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18+ oral, reader shaved her 🐱 size kink, cumming in pants, multiple rounds etc...

a shaved pussy for Choso is like a meal served on a silver platter

he doesn't care about body hair, honestly. he loves any kind of pussy.

but when you've freshly shaved it's like you're inviting him to eat you out and it makes him more eager than usual.

you get out of the shower and lie back on the bed, applying various moisturisers and creams to your body, but you're stopped dead in your tracks when he walks in and sees you hairless.

"oh, baby~"

it was a straight up moan and he hasn't even got his hands on you yet.

but it's only a few seconds until you've dropped all of your bottles of cream and his tongue is between your pussy lips, sliding up and down, searching for that cute little pearl of your clit. he circles it and taps it and gets you cumming in minutes, then he switches to licking your pretty pussy all over. after you're covered in his saliva he spreads you and shoves his whole face right between your legs to make out with your pussy.

"mmmm, fuckkk, that's a fresh fucking pussy!!"

he moans into you.

"th-thank youuuuuu--- you taste good, like honey, keep cumming- -ughh-- again, again, please, please--"

he's so satisfied from giving you oral he ruts his body up against the bed and makes himself cum from the friction alone. and the feeling of your perfectly shaved pussy gets him off every time. he pumps his load through his boxers and gets the bed all wet and sticky, but the poor man is still rock hard from looking at you.

he has to strip off his shorts and show you the mess he's made until you're asking him to put it in!

"please, Cho, will you fuck me?"

and you don't have to ask twice because he's already fitting that oversized tip into your entrance and whining that you're too small.

"baby, Cho, 'm not small y-your dick is just--"

he urges you to say it, forcing more of himself inside until you're almost choking on your words.

"s-soo big~~~"

you finally finish when his tip smushes into your walls and buries into you deep and hard.

his balls start smacking you with a heavy rhythm of pumping as he holds you to the bed and forces you to orgasm over his cock too many times to count.

"fuckk- fuck, Chosooo- s-slow down-- please-"

but he can't hear you.

he's staring at that pretty shaved cunt of yours.

he's already cum inside you once.

but he's still hard.

"won't go down- can't fucking stop--"

he starts tearing up as he continues his desperate rutting, fucking another milky load into you.

"one more, plee--ease--" he begs, but you know it won't be just one more. he's going to fuck you till his body gives out.

you've got to be more careful next time you shave.

choso

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #18+ content #female reader #jjk choso #choso kamo x reader #choso smut #choso jjk #choso x female reader #choso x reader #choso kamo #choso x you #kamo choso

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