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[oobbbear]

So~ I made a Welcome Home sona :]

The brainrot is coming hard and ouch

[penisg]

read the tags

[ms-oswald]

type your name + core into pinterest to create your mood board! AND you have to assign it the song you have been recently listening to a lot lately and post your favorite lyrics of the same song.

Oh, won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? When you get a taste, can you tell me what's my flavor?

Sailor Song - Gigi Perez

thank you for tagging me @lostsolace 💕

tagging @mattimoo @arcielee @angstigone @gemini-mama @some-distant-star @persephones-journey @moon--kiss and whoever else who wants to do it 💕

[explicitlyfine]

[bittysteam]

Excuse my French

BUT WHAT THE FUCK HAS BECOME OF MY BLOG

[sweetplaystage]

I grab the hair at the back of your head and shove forward, holding you in place as you gag around my cock. “You’re going to have to learn to do better than this.” You get a moment of freedom to breathe before I force you back down. “I expect you to learn to take all of it. I’ll be very… disappointed if you don’t.” I pull you back, taking your mouth from my cock and dragging the tip, still dripping with your own saliva, across your flushed cheek. “Don’t worry about that yet, though. I’ll make sure you get plenty of practice.”

I laugh mirthlessly as I pull you forward again, stretching your lips tight as I force you to take more. “Maybe I’ll have you kneel here all day. Naked, of course, with your whore mouth kept open just in case I feel like using it.” I still my hands, quiet for a moment as I imagine how you might look with your hands bound tightly behind your back. “Hm? Are you choking again already? You poor thing.” I push your hair behind your ear, giving myself a better view of your face. “But you’re doing better than I expected. Perhaps I’ll give you a reward when this is over.”

- Sukuna

overflowed by tears, my vision is blurred, yet, somehow, I keep taking you in, even if I struggled and gagged through the process. Even though my jaw aches, my cheeks are sore, kneeling in between your legs, staying under your mercy and your words turns everything so unreal I can't believe this is really happening.

all I could think at the idea of practicing with you was yes, yes, we could do it anyway, anywhere and how you wished to do it. I don't really care. Even if you call me a slut, a whore, whatever, I'd do it for you anyway.

"Mas-master..." I moan dragging a heavy breath for a moment of freedom. Your fingers burn my skin, my core clenches and I feel all my body electric with excitement and arousal at your unexpected praise.

I'm itchy. I feel each part of my organism calling you. My arms are behind my back as I stare at you, hands intwhined to adjust myself to receive your cock.

Wouldn't it be better if they were bound? I'm sure you'd love to try it.

[touyasdoll]

I think you're truly a deeply emotional and kind hearted soul, and if you sometimes, might feel like you shouldn't or cannot open up and be vulnerable i wanna tell you that it's okay, you deserve to let things go and release weights off your shoulders sometimes. You deserve to smile and feel joy and i want you to remember to not be hard on yourself. You're doing alright and i believe in you!❤️

tell me how you feel about me on anon & I can't respond