Guys, remember to SAVE any info like this, put it on flash drives, record it, and document it in some way just in case something happens. The DOJ is already deleting and getting rid of some of the stuff they originally posted. Many people pointed that out and how messed up that is. The elites are trying to cover this up AS MUCH as they can so that they don't get in trouble. They didn't even release the full files, which goes against the order. That is illegal! Mind you, they had these files for years! Don't let them give you the bs excuse of "We are releasing it slow because of the victims." If that was true, you would have released these years ago and got these disgusting people prosecuted by now. Remember, these people are NOT for us! DO NOT trust them with anything!
⭐️PS: Totally don't copy the blacked out parts and put them into Microsoft Word, exposing the parts they redacted. The DOJ wouldn't redact the names of the predators, right? Just the victims they are trying to "help". Oh, and "don't" save those blacked parts at all. That "wouldn't" be helpful at all.⭐️
𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 – 𝐜. 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨 (𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, +𝟏𝟖) | sorry for this. blame my ovulation and those new jaw pics <3
deep. his tongue is so deep inside you that it’s hard to think. to breathe. to think. all that tumbles from you are incoherent cries of fuck carmen and mewls that have him grinding a wet spot into the sheets beneath him. he’s got your legs open, fingers gently pulling back the slick skin of your pussy. lips and tongue tangling themselves with spit as they circle all over you. carmen’s chin is drenched and his jaw is sore, but he won’t stop. he can’t stop, he thinks to himself, placing heavy open mouthed-kisses over your cunt. it’s all lips and groans and sweet as he eats at you like it’s his first and last time. the sounds—sloppy bouts of smacking and squelching—have his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
carmen could come like this. carmen will come like this, but not before you do. it takes everything in him to tear his mouth from you, lines of drool and juices dragging away with him. soft shushes pour from him as you whine, squirming at the loss. i know, baby, i know. need you to come first though before i bust on the bed, okay. can you do that for me? carmen’s found his way back towards your face for a deep, salty peck to your lips before pulling away. you stop breathing for a second when his tongue reaches out and laps at your chin, taking back the juices transferred during his affections. so good. always so good, so sweet for me. how’d i get such a sweet girl, huh? you almost think carmen wants you to answer, but the two fingers that delve inside you rid your brain of any intelligible response. carmen's jaw drops some at the sight of your head thrown back as he deepens his fingers, the thumb of his other hand sliding over your swollen clit.
shit, there we go he mutters to himself, voice low and dick twitching at your warmth around his fingers. you clench and squeeze, a grip around his wrist that he knows means anything but stop. fuck, you’re so warm, baby. so fuckin wet, really need you to come for me. please. his words are paired with a thrusting of his hand, in and out of you as his fingers bend. searching for the place you taught him about before. the place that makes you choke out his name. it only takes him a short five seconds before he hears it—forced from your lips in a strained whimper.
there we go, that’s it. that’s it, pretty girl. gorgeous fuckin pussy squeezing around me. you flinch when he drags his fingers against the spot with even more intention. right there, that’s it, right? that feel good? he grins a little to himself when your reply is nothing but a loud groan and a tighter grip on his wrist. he can’t help himself when he bends back to kiss right below your belly button, a few falling curls tickling your bare stomach as he nips at the skin. his lips trail down, down, down, and you're certain you could just burst. the mixture of his fingers and tongue has you seeing stars, spiraling towards an intense warmth that feels almost too good.
carmen’s breathing is ragged and comes out is harsh pants. he’s licking and sucking and nearly sobbing into you as he works. something louder leaves him when you reach down and grab at his hair. the meeting of your gazes has you mewling out a pitiful line of fuck. fuck, yes, oh god, carmen. please, please don’t stop—gonna cum—don’t stop. there’s a new intensity from carmen as you edge closer and closer to euphoria. his hips pump, heaving the heavy, dripping head of his dick back and forth over the mattress. the bed shakes at both carmen’s vigor and your inability to stay still as a harsh blanket of heat begins to smother you. every sound becomes nothing but a wave of meaningless frequencies. a high hum rings in your ears as your limbs tense and your body shakes uncontrollably. carmen tongues at your center in a feral manner, and he stares at you with hooded eyes. fingers still slinking in and out of your pussy. you drop your head into the bed, still trembling, and eyes wet with tears as the heat of your everywhere has you floating.
carmen slows now, opting for kisses against your sopping middle. his chin is wetter than before as he presses his lips all over and across you. cooing out soft words with his finger sitting calm inside you. oh you did so good for me, pretty girl. so good. a kiss. taste so good another kiss and fucking sweet, jesus. made me cream the fucking bed and i don’t even care. another kiss. good fucking girl. another kiss. best fucking girl.
you make lip work for it, and the first time you have sex he’s surprised by the intimacy.
like, lip is a fast and rough kinda guy. tammy said it herself: jabby (LOL!). when you first go out, like on an actual date, he’s confused when you won’t fuck him. why? you had fun, right? but you tell him not yet, you don’t wanna rush this, and it’s weird… lip spends the night debating whether or not a bone is really worth it, but eventually decides yeah: he wants this.
so the first time it actually happens, you’re slow with it, kissing over his face and neck while lip’s hands are pawing at your clothes. his rough hands pull at your buttons, your jeans, quickly trying to remove whatever fabric separates you. it ends with you, naked, on his lap. when you undress him, it’s slow, kissing a path over each inch of skin exposed.
“th’fuck taking you so long?” he’ll rasp, but doesn’t make a move to hurry you, despite how long he’s been waiting for this.
and you’ll smile against his skin, licking a long stripe up his sternum, lips sucking at the tattoo on his chest. he’ll grunt, hands squeezing your hips, but your gentle assault on his body continues.
“just wanna enjoy it,” you mumble, rewarding him with a firm grind against his clothed cock, “don’t you?”
he won’t respond, hands urging your movements into a steady rock, moving with lazy fever atop him. lip doesn’t have it in him to rush you, but you can feel his need under you, hard and strained in his jeans.
“you’re very pretty.” you’ll whisper into his neck, trailing kisses back up his neck, to his face. it renders him speechless, because what? pretty? instinctually, he wants to say that’s weird, he’s not pretty. but your cunt is bare and hot against the tent in his pants, and your lips are warm on his skin, plush and soft.
you pay his nose extra attention, gently licking the curve of it, before following the path of his cheek. your kisses trail back down, lingering just over his lips, and he feels just about breathless. his eyes are closed under the sheer pressure of intimacy, lashes casting a shadow on his face, so he can’t see your grin.
so you ride him slow and deep, hands wrapped around the back of his neck, lip’s forehead resting against your chest. his mouth is perpetually open in quiet grunts, his hands faltering at your hips, feeling that incessant need to go faster, harder, but knowing that’s not what you want. suddenly, he wants nothing more than to please you.
it’s different to anything he’s ever felt before, and you eventually relent, allowing lip to roll over and push you into the mattress. he’s gotten the hint by now, fallen into a soft rhythm, slow and steady and impossibly deep.
you know it’s a lot. that it’s different, that lip isn’t used to love like this. so you take it slow. well, as slow as you can, because you just want to show him all of the love you have, let him learn that it’s completely overflowing.
stoner. certified cool girl. a huge nerd at heart. haruki murakami, sylvia plath, gabriel garcia marquez. khlomoney. smells like a literal bakery. flowers all over her apartment. chronically single. tattoo addict. makes her own music. reposts edits of sofia coppola movies to rap songs. huge lover girl at heart. supports women's rights and wrongs. cash carti lover
idk if it’s just me but i can’t imagine schlatt being super mean during sex just because his whole online persona is like him being a tough guy but seeing the japan trip videos and rewatching them (because he’s so fine) is slowly making my mind see him as a nice fella who wouldn’t hurt you even if you asked☹️💔
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