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@theartofmadeline
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@marinafml
I keep thinking that I want a significant other, but if I go a bit deeper the truth is I just want a good looking person to use as a prop in my selfies. So, if you’re interested in being a prop for my selfies I guess you should send your application in ASAP. The spot may fill up before you know it! If that wasn’t one of the best pickup lines you’ve heard to date then I’ll just have to try a new one out.
Why would you use a pickup line in the first place?
Smirking at her words, Nate slowly licked over her a couple times. “You taste so good, princess.” He hummed, against her swirling his tongue around her sensitive bud before sucking it between his lips his hands holding her legs open wide.
Marina rolled her head back, breathing at the pleasure from his tongue. “You feel so good, daddy,” she whimpered, her breath becoming deeper while the male began to tend to her nub. “Fuck,” she cried, looking back to him with her beautiful blue eyes, gripping into his locks.
Text: OPEN
Arabella: I'm appreciating it, believe me.
Marina: now buy me pizza
“Mine.” He hummed, moving another finger inside her. “And I’m yours.” Moving his lips back to hers he let them linger there before leaving a trail of kisses down her torso hooking his fingers on either side and pulling them off. “God damn, I missed you.” He whispers, placing wet kisses down the inside of her thighs.
“Yours,” Marina whimpered, the brunette being turned on by the four-letter word escaping his lips. Pushing her hips towards him, being occupied by another finger of his own. Watching him with her beautiful eyes, she pushed his locks out of his face, being teased by the kisses. “I’ve missed you, baby,” she hummed, biting on her lower lip. “And you look so sexy from right here, daddy. Have what’s yours.”
Text: OPEN
Arabella: thanks, it's very much appreciated.
Marina: im taking it back soon, so appreciate it while it lasts
Text: OPEN
Arabella: guess that's just what I have to do because I'm not depending on being a pornstar for the remainder of my life
Marina: good luck with that
Text: OPEN
Arabella: nah, I just want someone to help me with homework tbh.
Marina: that's a lot of work dude :(
You wish, you’re just super lame.
Wow, you’re just a super liar.
Slipping his hand underneath the fabric he moved his fingers slowly over her wetness, groaning at the feeling. “I’ll try not to let it happen again, baby. I wouldn’t want you to miss me so much.” He mumbled, his finger sliding between her folds.
A shutter of pleasure coursed through her body, the caress of his fingers sending satisfying shivers through her veins. “It’s too late for that,” she confessed, running her fingers through his locks. “I already missed you so much. Didn’t I tell you I was yours and no one else’s? I meant that. Every single word of it,” Marina moaned, her back arching as he slipped into her wetness.
It most certainly is.
Your bullshit detector is horrible.
Text: OPEN
Arabella: help me with my psychology homework and i might love you forever
Marina: want me to give head to ur professor?
Pulling her pants off his hand went between her legs, rubbing her over her panties as he moved his lips over her jaw and down her neck lightly sucking on the skin. “I can tell.” He teased, feeling her dampness through her underwear.
Marina hummed at his taste, her body drawing, naturally, to his touch. “This is why you shouldn’t leave me for so long,” she taunted, moaning at his fingers against her heat. “It gives me enough time to to miss you and want you so much. And you turn me on so much, baby.”
Now that’s bullshit.
It’s not bullshit.
“God, I missed you, princess.” He breathed, his hands moving around her to unclasp her bra before quickly tossing it away. Laying her down he kept his lips on hers, moving his hands down to get her jeans off.
“I missed you, too,” she confessed, her arms slipping away from him to take the bra off. Falling onto the bed, she wrapped her fingers in his hair, lifting her back off the bed, so he could pull the pants down. “So fucking much, daddy.”
I don’t think so.
I know it’s true.
I like my survey.
It’s bullshit.