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will the algo get mad at me for posting this? we’ll find out. old art from when i played that peach game and was normal about her

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i don’t recall if i’ve seen this magazine cover floating around or not, but i stumbled into it the other day. enamored with her to say the least

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interesting bit of dyke history, everybody go get their mustard hankies ;)

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real bitches understand…. they understand my lov for her ;-;

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self indulgent today, aren’t we

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anyway ummmm hi

sorry i ghosted for like 6 months i was going thru some personal shit (also i'm single now. related).

i hope you're all doing okay!! i missed all the loving vibes here 🥺 idk that i will login often but know that i'm alive

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there’s nothing that compares with the intimacy of a belly rub after a heavy meal. you’re so helpless and vulnerable, sleepily full and weighed down by your digesting tummy. then to have hands on that belly, gently prodding and rubbing over the most sensitive, stretched parts—it’s like nothing else. knowing that person can feel every little gurgle and groan, feeling burps come up from every carefully firm press of their palm. not being able to help the sighs and groans that spill out of your mouth, both from their trailing hands and the stream of praise you’re given—“you did so perfect.” “you feel amazing.” “you’re so hot like this.” and all you can do is moan, letting them take care of you, relishing the way you don’t even have to lift a finger

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pancakes :)

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