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tightsstuff · 3 days
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I have been waiting for you 🔞
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hotcece · 2 days
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Trap bunny built for breeding
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miachinos-blog · 4 months
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Reblog if you think I’m pretty…😘🍒🔞🍆💦👅
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godssentonlyfanz · 1 month
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have you missed me?
come see me on my 0f it’s 50% in my bio I know you wanna see more of me 🙈💦
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tsnaya · 4 months
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* DAILY LIVE SNAPS $10💦💦😍
* 8 full sextape $20😍💦💦💦👿
* Custom videos $15💦💦💦😍
•SEXTING & videos $20💦💦👿
$DICK RATE & live shows $20💦💦💦
* Private Snapchat $25 💦💦
* lifetime private snap $40 💦💦
* mini Dropbox $30💦💦
* 500-Nudes & Sextapes full Dropbox $50
Gold Dropbox $40💦💦😍
* FaceTime show 5min $30 💦
* FaceTime Till you cum $50💦
* lifetime premium $75
* meetup $100 per hour👿😝
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diejager · 5 months
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I’m adding to this idea. Thank you @kyozzy-kenta for helping me build on this concept and @artemeow for the Usernames!
Fans Cw: sex work, prostitution, porn, jerking off, strap on, lesbian sex? Sex collabs, fuck machine, unprotected sex, P in V, sex toys, tell me if I missed any.
Part 1
The tension between them both grew thick after that altercation, while Soap wasn’t as timid about his kinks and quirks, as proud about as the tattoo of Scotland’s flag on his ass, Ghost was a private man, preferring if his nightly activities stayed a secret. Despite that tense atmosphere, knowing that they both watched you made them closer, like two children keeping a shared secret that no one else knew. That giddy feeling of it happening behind closed doors.
It had its benefits. Whenever Ghost was deployed - it so happened that he was often called away, pulled from the solitude of his room and the comfort of your live stream to lead or cover a team during the Op - Soap would would mark down the one’s he missed for him, so that he could wholeheartedly enjoy in his own office or room. He would do the same with Soap, saving them on his phone for future needs, much like he did with every streams he’s watched while pumping his hard cock, shuddering lowly when he pressed his thumb on his sensitive head and gripped it tightly, edging himself for a stronger release at the end.
Soap wasn’t shy about sharing his favourite pictures or his favourite video from your wide library of content, he liked sharing them with Ghost, showing his Lieutenant which one turned him on so bad that he came in his pants or the ones that had him coming so hard that he couldn’t stop himself from dreaming about you later that night. Ghost, albeit hésitent at first, ended up letting Soap listen to the things that drove him mad, be it calling his username Ghostie or calling him sir, coming at his order, listening to him or looking so devastatingly tempting. Honestly, anything you did would get them hard, cock pressing against their pants, an uncomfortable pressure and want to jerk off at their screen.
One thing they loathed, a singular opinion they both agreed to, were the collaborations you made with other sex workers. The only reason they watched it was because you were in it, getting your mind blown away by someone else (Soap and Ghost always wished it was them rather than other fuckers). Soap remembered watching you being eaten out, your sweet, sugary cunt being lapped by a busty woman in pink lingerie and hot pink dyed hair. She had you moaning and mewling her name, fingers gripping her hair and hips bucking into her face. Then she fucked you, strap around her that pushed a vibrator to her clit and spitting filthy words at you, letting people watch your face screwed up in pleasure.
You didn’t discriminate, you simply collaborated with people that you fancied, that you had a mutual relationship with, friends to friends with benefits. Once you had a fair-skinned woman, pleasuring her and letting her order you around, calling her your master and letting her degrade you down to her kitty, playing the role of a sassy but obedient pet. Another time, you had a rich, caramel skinned man, his brown tint gleaming gold under your light as you rode him, his hands holding your hips as you bounced over him, facing the screen to let them see your fucked out expression and the white ring around the cock that disappeared into your tight snatch. It was as arousing as it was loathsome.
In this one, however, you were alone, bucking your hips back to the silicone cock driving into you, it’s base wrapped around the moving arm of the fuck machine, black and slick from all the times you squirt out. You had a camera pointed at your cunt, your patrons watching your wet and engorged cunny swallow up every, rough thrust of the machine’s wheel, and another one staring right at your face, breasts swaying in their loose, blue corset, a pretty lace that wrapped around your stomach and pushed your boobs out and accented your hips.
It was late in the night by the time you started streaming, around 9pm, so everyone was in their room, getting the privacy they needed to beat their meat at you. The walls were thick enough that neither of them could hear each other moan and groan, the wet sound of their cocks breaching the tight grasp of their fist. Ghost liked to pump himself slowly, easing himself into a safe where he could easily imagine that you were taking him, pussy taking his cock so well and gifting him those sweet sounds that drove him mad with need and possession. Soap went at it fast and rough, taking his habit into his bedroom with his hand jerking frantically, wanting to milk himself dry at the image of you, eyes rolling back into his head and moans slipping from his tongue.
JohnPrice gifted you 100$.
Your pout slowly grew into a small smile, eyes droopy with an appreciative, but still fucked out expression.
“Hi, daddy, it’s been a while,” you mewled out those words, eyes rolling back when you jerked, slick gushing out of your cunt, “Thank you for your gift.”
JohnPrice: Always a pleasure, sweetheart.
Ghost froze, his hand gripping the bae of his cock, musky bush prickling his hand. He didn’t know Price had an account; he didn’t know Price paid for you; it had to be another John Price, but how many John Price were British men? Without a second thought, he quickly looked up at your highest paying donators, the same name popping out in third place. He didn’t know what to think of it, how to feel about it.
You called him daddy. What else didn’t he know about your involvement with his team? How deep did you reach go?
Part 3
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tightsstuff · 2 days
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I'm ready to meet up, guys it's going down 🔞
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miachinos-blog · 4 months
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Dm if you’re interested in get sexy content I do masturbate 💦🍆👅💦hmu 469-359-1238
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godssentonlyfanz · 11 months
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hi there
I know you like what you see babe so come see more explicit content on my onlyfanz, link is in my bio babe
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whereserpentswalk · 16 days
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I don't dream of a future where little girls grow up wanting to be ceos, or lockheed martin scientists, or soldiers, or whatever a human recourses developer is. I dream of a world where girls grow up wanting to be occultist practitioners, and sex workers, and unhinged artists, and boys.
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