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joelscoffeee · 2 months
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Not to get too tmi on here but everytime i see her arms my clit perks up a lil
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lillysbigwilly · 3 months
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abby + ellie (separately) and their head scratches
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ellie never used to give a shit about her her until she met you. it was constantly knotty and normally greasy because honestly who gives a fuck about greasy hair in the middle of the apocalypse. that was until she met you and learnt how much you loved to run your fingers through her hair
ellie started washing her hair more, brushing out the knots so your hand could effortlessly run through the strands. she’d just lay on your lap, that was the signal. it was the way she de-stressed. your hand soothing her to a state of peace
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abby always had her hair up in that gorgeous plait. you loved it, you really did so normally, you’d settle on brushing her baby hairs out of her face rather than running your hand completely through it
abby caught on though and god if she loved the subtle way she was obsessed with the real deal. she started wearing her hair down around you knowing you’d run your hand through it. it put her in a state of affection. i’m not kidding, that woman would be all over you the second you ran your hand through her strands. affectionate kisses all over your face, hee head buried in your shoulder
abby would, quite frankly, turn into a small child when she had her hair played with
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faunshiii · 6 months
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accidentally locked myself out of tumblr lol
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abbyonmars · 1 month
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strawberry tainted kisses ₊˚ ♡ | abby anderson.
from the river to the sea, palestine will be free 🇵🇸
reminder: this account stands with palestine — i require everyone who interacts to educate themselves, and support/donate.
daily click! | READ: THIS, THIS. WHERE TO HELP,
ZIONISTS DNI. silence is complicity.
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wc: 639. fluff ˙ ᵕ ˙ — modern au. those pictures aren't mine also xo
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abby had spent long, stiffening hours sat rigid at her desk; upon walking past her office every so often, you'd hear the same consistent clacking of keyboard typing that had you question when she'd ever take that break she so deserved from work. you were very proud of how tirelessly she'd work every day, but she'd have you missing her dearly, even being in the same house.
after knocking softly on the door to her office, you entered the room with a slow click! of its handle and poked in your head, watching as she swivelled 'round in her chair to face you.
"hey, darling," you smiled tenderly, extending your arm to present a bowl embellished with fruits and a small fork. "made you a fruit salad. extra strawberries, just how you like it."
as you stepped into the room, she greeted you with squinting eyes and a tender smile, tilting down her head to look up at you through her glasses. she then patted her thigh and opened out her arms for you, pulling you in by the waist to sit you down on her lap. her large hand met the edge of your jaw, and with a sweet swipe of her thumb, she held you close as she planted a gentle kiss to your lips.
"thanks, sweetheart," she mumbled lowly. the corners of her lips still tug upwards in gratification, though her gaze shifted back to eye the screen of her computer once again. "i'm almost done, i swear."
"no rush," you moved close to press a quick kiss to her cheek, concurrently snaking your arm around her shoulders. you felt her hand press lightly on the small of your back, her thumb grazing you gently.
after placing the bowl of fruit on a free space on her desk, you take the fork, sticking its teeth into a strawberry slice. you then turn to hover it by her mouth, humming to get her attention.
"open," you murmur, giggling at the brief wave of confusion on her face before she chuckled, opening up to let you move the fruit between her teeth.
you placed the fork back into its bowl and ran your thumb over the corner of her mouth, wiping away the remnants of fruit from her lips.
abby quietened. with her eyes averted from the screen, she was seemingly focused on the features of your face — her slightly squinted eyes glinted with that of adoration, the softening look in her expression effectively making your stomach flip.
".. what?" you asked, heat creeping into your cheeks as they flushed under her focused attention. now crunching into the berry she shrugged, taking her hand from the computer mouse to cup the side of your face.
"you're so good t'me," she mumbled, her speech a little muffled. "dunno what i did to deserve you."
before you could reply, she took you in for another kiss. strawberry lingered on her lips, coating yours with its sweet tinge — her hand met your hips prompting you closer with a slight tug.
you wrapped your other arm around her shoulders, entrapping her in your embrace as you kissed. your stomach fluttered with relentless butterflies as you felt the warmth of her fingers slip under your shirt, roaming the side of your waist with light caresses that left behind goosebumps in its wake.
you pulled away first. with your eyes still shut you moved to rest your face in the crook of her neck, smiling against her skin.
"didn't mean to distract you," you murmured. "carry on."
she pressed a last, pronged kiss to your temple as she chuckled quietly once again, and her strong arms moved around to wrap around your torso, holding you close.
"'s okay, baby," she whispered, resting her hand against the back of your head. "i'm due for a break anyway."
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hi :3 very short fluff for u all
reposts + likes are very much appreciated :') although not pressured.
do we prefer the smaller text? ........
anyway bye it's very late at night and i have school in the morn!! goodbye!!!!
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serevena · 3 months
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Omg I love your writing! I was wondering if you could write something about Abby and the reader dry-humping while making out and Abby makes the reader cum in her pants and then like makes fun of her for it. Please and thank you. 😊 (sorry if this ask is cringey asl 😭)
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Abby smiled against your lips, her black compressed shirt hugging her abdomen so perfectly it made you question her existence as a whole.
Your hands roamed her back, her grey sweatpants tugging ever so slightly against your pants with every thrust. You both let out moans of content, and your mind ventured to your nails digging into her back, which, mind you, was still fucked up from yesterday.
She parted from your lips to look down at you, her calloused hands rubbing your face before she slipped a thumb in your mouth, smiling wider when you gladly accepted it. “That feel good?” She mumbled, and you nodded, wrapping your legs around her. “I wanna touch you so bad.” She spoke, a harsh breath just a few seconds after. And that..that drove you over the edge.
Your body shook, and she knew. She didn’t mind you getting loud but she wasn’t trying to wake up the neighbors at 12:53PM because she couldn’t keep it in her pants, so she began kissing you again, and again, and again, feeling impossibly closer to you. Your breath became somewhat feverish as she lets your ride out your high before moving her clothed cunt away from yours. She saw a wet patch through your pants and let out a chuckle.
“I didn’t even touch you yet.”
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abbyscoffeee · 2 months
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(nsfw) This picture actually makes me think of thoughts that shouldn't be thought fr.
Imagine modern abby in a Zoom meeting trying to do a presentation and you being on your knees under the table, your hands gripping the sides of her thick legs while sucking on her clit. Her arm veins becoming more prominent because of how hard she's gripping the table, trying not to let little whimpers and moans fall from her lips in front of all her coworkers.
Her freckled-covered cheeks would slowly become a dark shade of pink as she get's closer and closer. She would start tripping over her words, pausing in between sentences as your tongue starts to go faster. One of her hands would secretly dip under the table to play with your hair, giving it a small tug while involuntarily bucking her hips forward. Eventually she would get so flustered that she would quickly turn her wi-fi off on her computer and finally let how good you're making her feel take over.
this is kinda shit but #yolo
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elliesblkgirlfriend · 5 months
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Mean Abby HeadCanons
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Mean!Abby whos the strong silent type but is definitely mean to everyone but you and knows it. She quite literally could give less than a fuck
Mean!Abby who calls you cute things like princess, babygirl, sweetgirl.
Mean!Abby definitely catches an attitude when a person looks at her for too long.
“The fuck are they staring at?!” “Abby they can look over here if they want too! They’re probably just looking in this general direction!” “She’s been looking over here for the past 10 minutes!” “So what?!” “I don’t want her looking at me!”
Mean!Abby who catches herself being a mean asshole too you and immediately apologizes after you tell her she’s mean
“M’sorry babygirl, I’m just really irritated”
Mean!abby who has no problem telling somebody off if they’re being mean too you
“Hey asshole! You don’t talk to my girl that way!”
Mean!Abby who will hold your hand and cuss out her friends when they point it out
Mean!Abby who is all snugly and cuddly with you behind closed doors
Mean!Abby who’s love language is Quality time and acts of service
Mean!Abby who doesn’t say I love you a lot but makes sure you know it through her actions
Mean!Abby who’s A Tick for Tack type of person. She’ll always get her lick back(🏌🏽‍♀️)
Mean!Abby who’s Petty as hell after you piss her off
Mean!abby won’t talk to you after you pissed her off. Instead she’ll text you when your sitting right next to her
Mean!abby definitely Sits in your lap with her buried in your Chest while she complains about how her coworkers pissed her the fuck off
Mean!Abby who’s really prideful. Definitely swallows and take everything.
Mean!Abby who easily gets jealous. When she sees you talking and giggle with another girl she stands there with the biggest frown on her face with her arms cross her chest
Mean!Abby who wears the beaded bracelet you made her because “it’s good luck”.
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abbysthighs · 3 months
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BUTCH HANDS. That's it. That's the post.
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aicedcoffeeandtea · 1 month
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📣 Spotter Cheerleader!Abby x Flyer Cheerleader!Reader
ingredients: sugar cubes and honey (fluff!)
a/n: maybe im a bit biased as a former cheerleader (slightly self indulgent) but i need yall to get on the spotter abby cheerleader train with me. let me set the vision for yall PLEASE.
imagine getting TOSSED around like a rag doll like this by abby
ngl im a bit disappointed that after all the times we saw abby lift people in the game, nobody thought of this idea??? smh‼️‼️ fine i’ll do it myselfs in thanos
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The minute you started your freshman year of college, joining the cheer team was never a question for you. Cheer has been the primary sport that’s been a part of your life for almost forever. From middle school all the way through high school, you’ve gone from a shy and timid girl who could barely do a cartwheel, to a confident cheerleader who flips and soars through the air as instinctually as a bird would.
You would spend almost as many hours on the football field as you did doing homework. And when applying for college, a big factor in your decision making was influenced by whether or not the university had a commendable cheer team. If oxygen was what you inhaled, cheerleading was what you exhaled.
Now for Abby, the complete opposite was true. For most of her life, Abby was revered for her strength, so it was only natural that she’d gravitate towards brawn emphasized sports such as football or rugby. Not once did cheerleading ever cross her mind.
She, like most people who weren’t familiar with the world of cheer, thought cheerleaders were just there to look pretty for the football or basketball team. She wasn’t even aware that competitive cheerleading was a thing.
It wasn’t until one of her academic meetings with her counselor when she was suggested to branch out of her comfort zone. Out of curiosity, Abby walked past the gymnasium during a cheer practice just to see what cheer was actually about. She had to admit, she was impressed watching you all do complex flips, and throwing other human beings feet into the air. Having an open mind, Abby thought it wouldn’t hurt to try it out.
During her audition, all it took was for the team captain to take one look at Abby and already made up her mind before Abby even opened her mouth. Those arms have spotter written all over them, she thought.
On her first day of practice, Abby walked into the gymnasium and swore she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat with the way everyone got silent. There was only one thing going through each of your heads when you saw her.
God fucking damn.
It’s not that much of a shock that it did not take long at all for Abby to become one of the more popular cheerleaders on the team. Granted, her hulk-adjacent physique is what grabbed most of your attention of course.
Some of the men on the team who may or may not (they absolutely were) intimidated by her tried to get a feel of her energy by doing what men do best— trying to do a one-up on her ego.
“I see you missed the deadline for the football tryouts over the summer?” one of them playfully jeered at her.
Luckily for Abby, she was used to sports banter, so she wasn’t offended at all.
“Got told I was overqualified,” she responded. “What happened to you, though? Didn’t make the cut and that’s why you’re here?”
Taken aback for a moment, he clasps the back of her shoulder with a laugh.
“I like you, Abby.”
But what really sealed the deal was how much of a team player Abby is.
Underneath her initial appearance, she was a very gentle person who somehow knew exactly how to interact with her teammates. Someone messed up during the routine? Abby’s the first person to reassure them that it was just a simple mistake. Someone finally nails their tumble pass that they’ve been struggling to perfectly execute? Abby’s hoisting them into the air and cheering for them. She knew how to make people feel comforted and special, and that’s one of the reasons her team loved her.
The juxtaposition between her physical strength and her emotional gentleness made her all the more attractive to some of the girls on the team who were already eyeing her. You were no different.
Every time a new stunt formation was formed, every flyer secretly hoped it was Abby they would be teamed up with. Who wouldn’t want to get tossed around by her?
At the beginning of the cheer season, the main focus was preparing for homecoming games. But once homecoming finally passed, now your team started to really get to business– preparing for cheer competitions.
Per usual at the start of a new competition season, your captain creates an entirely new routine that’s not only separate from the ones you performed for homecoming, but also meaning that this was the same routine you’ll be using for the rest of the season.
After working on the cheer and tumbling formations, you then moved onto stunts.
Your captain lets you know that you’ll be doing a one man stunt for this part, so you’ll be in pairs instead of your usual groups of 4-5.
She begins calling the pairs up to the floor to take formation, and you don’t miss the way your heart flutters in your chest when yours and Abby’s names are called together.
You and Abby glance at each other for a brief moment before you shyly break eye contact.
You also didn’t miss the way some of the other flyers were glaring daggers at you, wishing it was them that Abby would be effortlessly throwing in the air instead of you.
As you take your stance in front of Abby with your back facing her, your nerves amplify and you struggle to calm them down.
Your captain calls the ready signal, and you feel cool, rough hands grip the sides of your waist from behind. You attempt to push past your dysregulated heartbeat as you grab ahold of Abby’s wrists.
“FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT-”
The planes of your feet transition from the floor to the palms of Abby’s hands in a millisecond as she lifts you up into the air with ease. But as easy as it was to get you up there, it took just as fast for you to come crashing down.
Luckily for you, Abby's arms enveloped your torso before you could meet the floor.
“You okay?” Abby asks.
“Yeah. Thanks,” your face is hot from the embarrassment of falling.
“Let’s go again,” your captain announces to the team.
You go again, and just like the first time, you find yourself in Abby’s arms yet again from not being able to stay in the air.
You go again.
And again.
And each time, the same outcome is met.
Your captain calls for a 5 minute break. You can see that she, along with the other stunt pairs are tired of repeating the same movement over and over again.
Abby’s not the problem here, and you’re aware of this. You don’t know why you can’t seem to get the fucking stunt together. You’re one of the best, if not the best flyer on the team. So why are you suddenly acting like a fish out of water?
Witnessing you getting visibly frustrated at yourself, Abby tries to talk you through it.
“Sorry. I don’t know why I can’t get it the fuck together.”
“It’s okay. I got you. ‘M not letting you fall, yeah?”
As your eyes lock into hues of sincere icy blue, you feel the anxiety in your nerves begin to subside. “Okay...” you softly say as Abby gives you another reassuring nod.
Once the break was over, you try again.
Feeling a bit calmer after Abby’s talk, this time when she hoists you up into the air, you’re back to being your natural self. Once you finish the stunt, you quickly turn around to face Abby with excitement.
Abby was already waiting for you, proudly smiling with both of her hands up. You both high five each other.
“See? I knew you could do it.”
The feeling of your face getting flushed happens yet again, and you hope Abby doesn’t notice.
Oh, fuck. You feel the crush beginning to develop. And knowing that she’ll be your partner for the rest of the season, you know it won’t be going anywhere anytime soon.
As for Abby, after many practices she’s now certain she loves cheerleading. I mean, what better way to put her strength to use than getting the chance to lift pretty girls into the air?
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sintiva · 9 months
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it’s taking everything in my not to call her d****, so i had to keep it short and sweet, but trust she calls herself daddy
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abby anderson loves giving you more than you can take in juxtaposition to how much you ask for. it could be her fingers, her strap, her gun. virtually, anything, but when she’s giving it to you is another story, and how she gives it can be in many forms, but you always pick the most inopportune times. like right now in the med bay, tossing away all tasks you were so supposed to complete that nora purposely dumped on you.
“abbs… d-deeper, i can take it.” you spread your legs wider, inviting her far deeper than what you can take. you nibble lightly on her neck, your fingers scale her face, her neck then down to the straps of her tank top. “can you?.. then stop squeezing me out.” she groans and stuffs you full with every inch of her black strap (BBC!). and you react just the way she likes; your hands barely latch around her arms, you push her back by her stomach, fingertips straining to push off all of her mass. all that strength in her that makes you feel the strap all in your throat. “nuh uh,” she slaps your fingers away and pins your arms above your head, “how are you gonna say all that and push me away?”
“but i want you to do it softly…” you whimper and clamp down the more that silicone pumps into you. “you want me to be gentle, mama?” her eyebrow does that thing where it rises from the amusement, she’s got you in a corner. literally and figuratively
“let me hear you beg for it.”
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joelscoffeee · 24 days
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sure they are both in a mentally bad place and went on a revenge rampage but at the end of the day they’re just cutie patooties☹️
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lillysbigwilly · 3 months
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dating modern!abby anderson would include: (mostly sfw)
+ expecting fights at parties, no i mean one flirty or rude comment about you or your relationship with her and she is throwing hands.
+ oh and you will have to physically drag her off them, when i say this girl does not know when to stop i mean it. she will beat them to a pulp if no one interferes
+ date nights being superior, playing video and board games all night with a glass of alcohol (or many), movie nights. abby is big on at home date nights
+ HOWEVER, on the occasions you do go out for a date, expect nothing less than perfect. it’s usually only for anniversaries and birthdays but i mean high end restaurants that end with a walk on the beach under moonlight
+ this women flirts as if she’s still trying to impress you, she flirts like she does on the first date
+ abby is domesticated. she believes in home cooked meals, preparing the bath for you, building things from scratch while you watch (and give her the wrong instructions)
+ she never lets you go to bed angry, there are never really any arguments between you two because communication is big in your relationship however if you have argued, she will take the time to fix it before bed.
+ abby is a goddess at giving hickeys, i mean you will always have one somewhere and as soon as it’s fading, a new one pops up. she avoids the neck knowing that your work probably won’t appreciate it but your thighs and chest are covered.
+ abby is a sucker for a bigger girl (she doesn’t have a preference but she’s a muscular woman, like come on) so if you are bigger then she will effortlessly manhandle you at any possible point.
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alternativess · 2 months
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first person to write a fic abt abby play fighting / fake wrestling with you and then putting you in a headlock then realizing you're into being restrained like that then making u cum while keeping you in a headlock will get a whopping $1.67!!!! 😊
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serevena · 5 months
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Thinking about Abby fingering you.
Abby Anderson x fem!reader
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warnings - provocative language, fingering (who would’ve guessed), graphic depictions of lesbian sex, not proofread!
a.n - this is really bad bcuz I’m literally only writing this because I’m bored and actually 0 thought went into this…if u saw the Ellie version no u didn’t. enjoy :)
“Can you give me another, pretty?” Abby muttered under her breath, the smile evident in her voice. She dug her nails into your side, keeping you still as she pumped her fingers in and out of you over and over again.
She twisted her fingers a plethora of times before slowing down, picking up on the fact that you couldn’t utter a word. I mean, you could, but you were in a haze of pleasure. One that was too good to waste a second of breath on talking.
“Talk to me..I know you can do it.” Her calloused hand traced your skin when they stopped piercing at your hip, caressing your skin slightly and occasionally grabbing it. She curled her fingers In a slow and steady fashion, eyeing your face the entire time. How the light from the gas station sign shone on your face, how your brows couldn’t figure out whether to contort into frowns or furrows.
How your hips bucked every time abby moved her finger over your clit. She couldn’t get enough of you. There were times where her eyes would feel dry just because she couldn’t look away.
“Abby..” you mumble, feeling your body shake lightly. And Abby knew what was gonna happen, and a wide smile crept on her face.
“Yeah.? Well..” Abby pulled her fingers out of you and kissed just above your pussy before her fingers slipped into her mouth and her other hand went to caress your inner thigh.
“Hold it down for me, hm?”
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abbyscoffeee · 2 months
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Car girl! Abby head cannons
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Car girl! abby that saved up all her money to buy a blacked out charger srt hellcat.
Car girl! Abby, who is constantly cleaning her car, every chance she gets she’s waxing the outside, making sure the rims are shiny and the interior is clean. It’s gotten to the point where you bought her a handheld vacuum that she keeps in the backseat.
Car girl! Abby, who pulls up to your house with a shit eating grin and music blasting from the new speakers she just put in.
Car girl! Abby, who tried to teach you how to drive stick, ends up teasingly telling you, you can never drive her car again because you kept letting the clutch off too early and making the car jerk.
Car girl! Abby, who's always asking you to come over to help her work on her car.
Car girl! Abby that has a strict no eating in the car rule.
Car girl! Abby that only got Facebook, so she could use fb market place to look at old cars she wants.
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elliesblkgirlfriend · 5 months
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Abby Sex Headcannons
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-She’s definitely into bondage. Loves to tie you up rather it’s with a rope or a belt,
-Definitely has you suck her strap and moans as if she can truly feel it. She can’t help it, you look ridiculously pretty while doing it.
-Definitely has a mommy kink. Do not argue with me! She likes to be called mommy.
-She likes soft slow tongue kisses. She’ll hold the back of your head as she gives you the most slow nasty kiss
-She’s a hair puller. She’ll have you in doggy style and you’re a moaning mess on her strap. She’ll wrap your hair around her hand and pull you back on her strap
-she gets pleasure from pleasuring you. She Doesn’t mind receiving any type of sexually attention from you but she’ll make sure you’re taken care of first.
-He likes to finger you. She can and she will finger you until her fingers are tired. She’ll have you on your back sucking on your nipple while she has two fingers stuffed inside of you with her thumb occasionally brushing your clit
“You like my fingers in you sweetgirl?”
-She loves to make a mess out of you. She can and she will. Always looking you in the eye.
-She likes eye contact. She will grab your chin and make you look at her while she’s digging into your guts
“Look at me babygirl, look at me or I’m gonna stop”
-She definitely lightly slaps your cheeks when she has you in missionary.
-Tell’s you how pretty you look while your legs are above her shoulders
“Your so got damn pretty baby”
-Kisses up your thighs and calf’s as she gives you slow but steady strokes
-Doesn’t mind switching. She’ll be a sub or dom she doesn’t care but most of the time she’s a bottom dom, makes you work for it
-She’ll put one of her hands around your throat and the other gripping at your hip
“You tired already baby? You better keep going if you want to Cum”
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