he he cant wait to make him touch himself infront of me while i watch him scroll through his feed and make him squirm while i make comments to him about the posts on his dash
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he he cant wait to make him touch himself infront of me while i watch him scroll through his feed and make him squirm while i make comments to him about the posts on his dash
Fuck it
Gonna suck the priest's holy spirit out from his dick in the confession booth
euliliana:
it’s an unusual situation she’s found herself in , not really sure why she’s sat there watching anais carefully. yet she can’t pull her gaze from their actions , far too fascinated by it. ❛ never , ❜ states softly with a slow shake of her head. worries cross her mind for a second , would her mom be disappointed ? would poseidon ? or her siblings ? thoughts shake away at anais’s words and she finally looks at the other carefully. ❛ you promise , right ? ❜ still focused on the process and following the finished artifact carefully , a nervous smile sits on her lips. ❛ y-yeah , so i just breathe in or … ? ❜
HER POWERS COME IN HANDY SOMETIMES, like when someone is upset, angry, paranoid from weed, she’ll have it at hand just in case she’ll need to calm her down. “nothing wrong with that,” she says, with a shrug. “we all do different things.” and who is she to judge at all? lilly was one of the sweetest people she knew. “i promise, no, i pinky swear,” she tells her, holding up the pinky of her free hand for lilly to hook around. “and if you don’t like it, i got some water, and we can go chill in my room for a little.” she’s not trying to overwhelm her after all. placing the joint between her lips, she nods, a finger going up to light the joint. “so you take it, breathe in, but not too much, hold it for a moment, and release,” she tells her. “see?” she demonstrates, taking a short drag, holding it, and letting the smoke curl from her lips. “not too much or you’ll end up hacking up a lung.”