i made that bitch famous.

SHE'S stacking money, money everywhere she goes ( you know ) pesos out of mexico. de uno, commas and them decimals – she don't gotta give it up, she PROFESSIONAL she mixing up that ace with that hennessy she love the way it tastes, that's her RECIPE, rushing through her V E I N S like it's ECSTASY, she already made enough but she'll never leave –– var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5400273"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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“HUH – you’re still here. Why am I not surprised?” Katie rolled her eyes, simultaneously combing through her bedhead as she trudged her way past him. As soon as she reached the fridge, she cracked it open but paused briefly before carrying out her intended task. “Wait – why are you still here?” She looked over her shoulder, one hand resting on her waist beneath her large t-shirt and the other wrapped around the handle of the door. “Mike left for Morgan’s graduation like an hour and a half ago. Last time I checked he wasn’t going to be back for awhile. What’re gonna do, lounge around and raid the fridge until he comes back? Don’t you have anything better to do? A kitchen of your own?”

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“CONGRATS – Jess told me you had a date last night. What’s it been, few years since you’ve been on the scene?” Athena quipped, nimble fingers working the buckle of his belt before she disregarded it in one swift tug. “How’d it go? Probably not so great considering you texted me.” She popped her gum, the corners of her lips eventually curling up into a devilish grin. With careless force, she pushed him onto the couch and began to pull her top up over her head, the bunched up material now laying carelessly on the ground beside her. “What’re you in the mood for today? I’m game with whatever, as long as you don’t eat me out. S’like you were going in on a melted ice cream cone last time.” She teased, wiggling her brows, before she placed her hands on her hips.

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oferotics:

CHAZ.  i think youd be worse at sucking one dick. CHAZ.  mouth wouldnt be tight enough on it. CHAZ.  but you’d be way better at sucking multiple cocks. CHAZ.  i’d vote, uh, four. maybe five.

ATHENA: valid point ATHENA: i wonder what the world record is for dicks in a mouth ATHENA: doubt there even is one ATHENA: nvm its real and it six ATHENA: damn one off ATHENA: ANYWAYS wyd

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ricquc:

gabriela: seriously? he told me he was sick.  gabriela: he even cancelled date night on me.  gabriela: i am sorry you had to do that zara, what are you up to now?

zara: the fuck bitch why are you sorry? zara: it was a pleasure zara: i’ve been wanting to do that since day one zara: he’s straight up trash, you could do better zara: sitting in my car debating whether i wanna go to mcdonalds zara: or eat the edible i have stashed in my glove compartment zara: wbu? typing up that breakup text i fuckin hope

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ZARA: i punched your man in the face tonight ZARA: saw him grinding against some girl ZARA: so i hit him square in the jaw and he started crying ZARA: i mean i immediately got kicked out the club  ZARA: but it was 100% worth it

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ATHENA: real talk ATHENA: if my mouth was actually this big ATHENA: do you think i’d be better at sucking ur dick ATHENA: or worse ATHENA: also how many do you think i’d be able to fit in my mouth at once?

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“IS that her?” Carina cooed, her italian accent thick. Sneaking around with a married man wasn’t something the brunette minded, being a side piece wasn’t either. In fact she enjoyed being his dirty little secret. The fact that someone deemed an ‘ideal’ spouse in the eyes of their friends, family, coworkers was actually anything but amused her. If only they knew what really went on behind closed doors. She rolled onto her side to face him, one hand propping her head up and the other resting on his chest. “Answer it.” She insisted, the corner of her lip curling up into a smirk. Clearly she had something up her sleeve. With the devious expression still intact, the brunette disappeared beneath the sheets and settled between his legs, fingers looping around the waistband of his boxers. “Answer your wife.” Her free hand reached to tug the sheet off of her head so he could get a good look at her, her eyes shifting to lock onto his before she darted her tongue out.

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“WELL aren’t you lucky?” Devin stated, closing her bedroom door after she’d ushered the female in. This was going to be quite a week. Not only was the Bachelor vacation home packed with house guests for the wedding, but it seemed as though they’d underestimated just how many were taking up vacancy. Now her brothers were stuck bunking in their old master bedroom leaving her brothers’ significant others ‘forced’ to stay in each of the girls’ rooms. Of course. Devin found it rather comical she’d gotten stuck with the far too familiar female. “I still think the only reason that you’re marrying my brother is so that can get closer to me.” A smirk appeared on her face as she took the bride-to-be’s bags and set them down by the walk-in closet. “I wonder if he knows how many times we’ve fucked in here.” Her coy voice echoed, thick brows rising in a taunting manner and a smirk gracing her features.

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POSSIBLE (BUT NOT LIMITED) CONNECTIONS: (step)brother, (step)father, (step)brother/father’s friend, college roommate’s boyfriend, someone she tutors, ex-boyfriend, frat boy.

“WHAT? Oh - you want to see these?” Who knew prissy, overbearing, controlling little Katie could be such a sexual girl behind closed doors. Yet here she was, sitting in front of her laptop, webcam meticulously situated to focus on her lips and only go down from there. Her view count had tripled since her last show, the once fluke thing now turned into a daily ritual –– and to top it off she was getting paid to do it. She bit down on her lip and slid her fingers beneath the straps of her bra, nudging until she’d been bearing her shoulders. Her hands danced along her skin and she was about to pull her bra completely down before the door swung open. Panic-stricken, she immediately shut her laptop and tossed it at the foot of the bed, “KNOCK –” she huffed a breath, trying to regain composure “do you know how to knock?”