letting him lay back against my chest and stroking his pretty dick painfully slow while I whisper the sweetest praises on his ear. he then squeezes his eyes shut, stifled whimperings coming out of his mouth cause I’m covering it with my palm.
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those aren’t lights reflecting on the tv it’s actually the ghosts in my room saying hi
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me when I’m chronically ill 🤒
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