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Starting a harem who wants to join?
Miss Eden how would you take care of me? 🥺🥺🥺 (He/Him)
“Well…”
The brunette sits back a bit on the couch, taking a long drag from her joint before exhaling, leaning closer to you and looking you up and down with a half lidded, clearly stoned gaze.
“I’d make you stay standing up, have you undo your belt buckle and jeans zipper, pull your cock out of your pants,” she pauses, breathing. “I’d get on my knees, take you oh so lovingly into my mouth, and suck you for what you’re worth.” She reaches forward and gently grabs your jawline, peering at you. “And then I’m going to milk you. Once you cum, I’ll keep going, and going, until you’re sobbing for me to stop.”
She lets go gingerly and moves back into her place on the couch. Her cheeks are the only indication that she’s feigning confidence, but hey! Whatever works.
No but who’s willing to come fuck me to Change by Deftones? Jesus.
My Mormon parents sleeping soundly while I get plowed in the back of some stoner’s van
@bestbrochacho86 tell me why I’m so breathless coming across your blog right now, sweet boy? I’m curious to hear your ideas as to why that is.
“held on with that ancient grip beneath”
ch. 1 pg. x
Her home was becoming more, well, homey. That actually heavily excited Eden, the traffic coming in and out helped ease her nerves a bit. Which was obviously odd right? Who would want the noise and chaos? She did. It reminded her of her family, her siblings especially, but in a much more…fun way.
Her confidence was finally starting to peak, the attention from others bringing her immense comfort (among other things) and it helped to relax her further. Sitting amongst friends, acquaintances, those she had started fooling with…it brought her the weirdest sense of peace in such an uncertain time. She’s trying not to think too deeply on the subject of who is a copy or who is the real deal in whatever continuum she’s stuck in, she’s really just trying to have fun with it.
And hey, if that means fucking and smoking until her little heart gives out, then so be it, right? With that she sits back on her couch against some taller figure, taking a fat drag off of a blunt she had rolled earlier.
ask box && dms open!
There’s something absolutely intoxicating about shotgunning with people - that electricity you feel moving closer, lips barely centimeters away as you or the other person push smoke into each other’s mouths, daring to move even closer to where mouths collide, sloppy, wet, and messy as tongues begin exploring each other’s mouth with a fervent heat and desperation
Mommy? have you ever
had s3x with someone???
(sorry if the question is kinda private:)
Not private at all, I’m not afraid to share my experiences at all. I’ve had sex multiple times, being a young woman doesn’t come without its perks, especially being stuck in this…hm, altered sort of… *waves hand in a dismissive manner*
But, as for who…that’s a bit more of a risqué question 🖤
