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angel--cassie

yoyokslut

ohhh

yunyuu

princessaasblog

raw. deep. messy. wet. backwards. against the table. against the wall. against the window, infront of a mirror. on the bed. on the kitchen counter. on the couch. on the floor. in the bath.

changetheprophecy81

str4wbsstuff

finger sucking is so underrated like genuinely.

aphrodites-divine-nectar

I hate that I have to be that person on release day, but if I see you all passing around the Shawn Hatosy “Yes, Chef” audio like a Google Drive heirloom, I am going to personally call Shawn Hatosy to snitch on you…

Quinn is a small, woman-owned platform built to pay writers and voice actors. Quinn is a team of 11 people! This is not like Netflix where pirating it is sticking it to a corporation. It is directly cutting the people who made it out of getting paid. It also violates their terms and can get content taken down, which ruins it for everyone.

Also, these audios are intimate. Voice actors are performing vulnerability and desire for an audience that is choosing to be there. They’re mature, interested, and engaged. Leaking that outside of that space is invasive. Do not leak it. Do not be a creep.

If it is good enough to be foaming at the mouth over within hours, it is good enough to pay a few dollars for. Do not be strange about art you claim to love.

Support the arts. Yes, Chef.

cpt-cevans

juniper2moon

The way Shawn Hatosy's face lights up when he talks about doing this for women. The little furrow in his brow as he explains stepping into this highly criticized environment, with intention, and doing it for women. And then his whole face lights up.

Shawn Hatosy loves women, and you can clearly see it. 👏👏👏

I am so happy to exist in a world and time where this wonderful man is willingly stepping into this space, bringing awareness and sex positivity to women and their desires. Thank 👏 you 👏 Shawn 👏 Hatosy 👏

timothyolyphant

im being so brave about this

groovyangelkisses

JACK ABBOT NATION YOU CANNOT DIE YET WE HAVEN’T EVEN GOTTEN TO THE SUMMER BBQ DADS BEST FRIEND FICS!!!!

str4wbsstuff

HEAVY FAUXCEST WARNING. like heavy, you’ve been warned.

ughhhh thinkin of pet-play..w aunt!dana uncle!jack and brother!dennis phewww im sweating.

them two making you and den sit on the floor while they pet at you two. instructing both of you on how to play with each other until you’re both a whimpering wet mess on said floor.

humping and kissing at each other feverishly under their watchful gazes. just how they tell you too. licking into each others mouths sloppily while he grinds his length against your twitching clit.

smearing slick and precum between the two of you. den’s cock red n leaking begging to be put inside your aching hole and luckily, they allow it, letting him press your face into the carpet while he fucks you from behind.

jack watching silently, complimenting him n occasionally telling dennis to mind how hard he pushes your face down. his cute niece is no good if she has a broken nose and dennis doesn’t wanna hurt his sister right?

while dana comments on how easy your cunt takes den in, so open and receptive to his thrusts. even laughing at how your hips shake with the intensity of it. while dennis pants behind you drool seeping down his chin and eyes screwed shut in concentration. but per his aunt and uncles words he’s wasn’t able to finish just yet.

not allowing him to cum until he makes his sister cum at least twice. because good big brothers take care of their sisters first and good puppies are obedient.

the two of them swapping comments and sharing a cigarette as if the two of you were mere entertainment and not much else. the pair humming about how since you’re laying there, taking it like a good girl he has to give it to you like a good boy. he continues on, determination fueled by their earlier promise. if he succeeds in his task you both get a special treat. and if he doesn’t? then you both get punished. bc siblings share everything, rewards and punishments.

@loves-alibi (i forgot to tag bc u gave me inspo for this sorry!!)

buffalokill

“can I have some?”

he stares at the little boy through the mirror. wide eyes on brendon. interest piqued as he stares at dad apply gel to his hair. it’s too early for him to be up. brendon thinks. despite the boy being up pretty early any other day.

you weren’t even up. still sleeping in bed, an empty spot next to you from where your son had been.

“s’early little man, why you up?” brendon asks instead, still staring at the boy through the reflection. not intentionally ignoring his sons request from a few moments ago.

tiny feet pad up to him before he feels a small grip to his scrubs. finishing applying the product to his hair, brendon looks down.

the kids eyes now level with the bathroom sink, barely able to peer over the top even when standing on his tippy toes. it has brendon smiling softly at the attempt.

“can I?” his son asks again, finger pointing to the gel. his other hand grasping onto brendon still. he looks up at dad. he has your eye shape, but his irises are much like the taller of the parks.

brendon lifts him easily before setting him on the sink.

“you won’t like it, man.” brendon says lowly as he turns his son around to face the mirror. he himself doesn’t even like it.

his little boy leans back into him. “y’don’t know that.” brendons eyebrow quirks at the quip. smirking as shakes his head. the kid is too much like you.

“okay.” brendon nods, grabbing the gel. applying a small amount to his fingers before gently running it over his sons hair who closes his eyes instinctively at the feeling. brendon smiles softly again.

“why you gel your hair?”

“it’s for work.”

“why?”

brendon shrugs. his sons eyes still shut so he asks dad again when he doesn’t hear an answer.

“ ‘they make you?”

“no they don’t make me.”

it’s continues until brendon is finished. finger rubbing the last of it as he leans down.

“how’s that?” he asks.

his son opens his eyes to take a look. and smiles big. small arms extend out and grasp onto his dads head as much as he can from where he sits. brendon turning to press a kiss to his temple. “let’s get you back to mom.”

and when you wake up a couple hours later with your son, your eyes narrow at the difference in his hair. taking a picture and sending it to your husband with a “?” mark.