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watching jamie’s private school when i was little was major character development for me

Mr G ftw

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alex warren viewed my instagram story *shakes ass*😝

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Try watch it. Tell me how far u get before u have to pause bc of second hand embarrassment

I just wanna rewatch mortified without being mortified

wait i’ve never seen that… what is it.

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No way…. Ur too young for me if u don’t know this show 😭😭

I just wanna rewatch mortified without being mortified

wait i’ve never seen that… what is it.

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Slay adding it to my playlist immediately

should i tell you a small australian artist that i absolutely adore and have liked since early last year🤗🤍

Yessssss put me on plz

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should i tell you a small australian artist that i absolutely adore and have liked since early last year🤗🤍

Yessssss put me on plz

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I can not write this I wouldn’t be able to stop laughing

POV you’re mad at Chris but he’s horny and is trying to get you to stop ignoring him so he sits on the bed with no clothes and plays this song

IM HOWLING RIGHT MOW

(someone make this fic.)

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thought i had a bad dream about rose leaving tumblr for a abit. i didn’t think it happened!! fuck.

Sometimes reality is just as bad as my dreams 😔

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Wolf of Wall Street vibes I love it

“fuck” chris drawls out under his breath, his eyes dazed, fixed on the glistening folds between your spread legs. his hand finding the fabric of his tie as he pulled the knot away from his collar, letting it hang loosely against his chest.

“hm baby?” you ask, your soft and sweet tone ringing like a siren song in his ears. although your eyes telling a different story, your stare full of seduction as you look up at him, standing in front of you in a trance. sitting on the floor with your back against the bedroom chair, knees bent and legs spread wide open — silently sending him an invitation.

chris swiftly brushed his tongue across his dry lips as his eyes briefly flitted up to yours before returning back to the sight between your legs, like a drop of water in the desert. “such a fuckin’ tease” he groans with dark eyes, his tone nearly painful as he slowly drops to his knees “y’know that?”

“yeah?” you hum softly, your eyes on his as he’s staring at your exposed heat with a tense jaw, completely dumbfounded. “yeah” he nods with a whisper, meek and submissively. his hand reaching up to loosen the tie around his neck even more before dropping to his elbows, crawling forward on all fours straight between your legs, on a mission.

lifting your leg with one swift motion, you press the outsole of your heel flat against his forehead, the tip of your stilleto meeting his chin. squeezing his eyes shut, chris mumbled profanities under his breath as he lay in front of you pathetically.

“aht aht” you teasingly scorn, extending your leg completely straight to push him farther back on the floor. the flat of your heel pressed against his forehead as you stare down at him complacently, knowing you have him right where you want him, wrapped completely around your finger.

“don’t do this to me ma—” he groans hungrily before you cut him off with a shush “shhh” you whisper, dropping your foot to the floor once again with spread legs. “let me hear you beg for it” you taunt, eyes fixed on him beneath you.

“fuck, baby, please, don’t do this to me” he pleads, beginning to crawl forward again as your leg reaches up to firmly press your heel flat against his forehead, pushing him back to the start as he groans under his breath.

his cheeks tinted red as he grew more flustered and agitated by the second “aw c’mon pretty boy — i know you can do better than that” you scoff with a whisper, silencing the soft and hungry whines escaping past his lips.

“please, baby, i need it” he begs with a groan, a petulant expression on his face behind the sole of your heel. “need it so fuckin’ bad” he mumbles to himself under his breath.

“so desperate” you tease, your tone sweet and condescending as you mock him. repeating the words he whispered in your ear after a long night of teasing you under the dinner table, his hand disappearing beneath the white table cloth and between your thighs “not so tough anymore, huh?” you ask, your eyebrow raised as you drop your heel to the floor again to stare down at him.

shaking his head, his eyes returning to your folds on display in front of him, your dress hugging your figure around the sides of your hips. leaning forward between your legs, you reach out to wrap your fingers around his tie with a pull, causing him to crawl closer, your face lingering above his. “beg for it” you spat, his eyes ravenously flickering back and forth between yours.

your fingers still gripping tightly around his tie as his eyebrows knit together in arousal and desperation with your lips still lingering above his.

“please princess” he whines, the desperation even thicker in his tone now as his head is tilted back, staring up at you. “just a taste” he groans once more, his eyebrows furrowing closer together with torment. “please”

“that’s more like it” you smile, tugging at the tie between your fingers once more as you lean back against the front of the chair, finally spreading your legs wide open, giving him access to what he so desperately needed and begged for.

“fuck” he huffs with a heavy exhale, his eyes dark and dazed as he finally crawls forward, immediately hooking his arms beneath and around your thighs as he feverishly connects his lips with your pussy, his tongue instantly working against your clit.

with a drawled out moan, your head rolls back against the seat of the chair, your fingers tugging harshly at the curls atop of his head. “mhm, good boy” you hum as his fingers dig into the plush skin of your thighs.

© sweetangelgirl7

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And he’s definitely using his second hand to play with his balls or choke himself or something and imagining it’s her

When Matt’s jerking off do we think he’s using one hand or two…

what kind of fucked up questi- 1!

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No obviously I want Matt’s balls.

What if I put Matt’s cock into a basket and frolicked in a field of flowers

Would his balls still be attached to him and just hanging by themselves or are they in the basket too?

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But you created this fantasy and I need to know if you have access to his balls.

What if I put Matt’s cock into a basket and frolicked in a field of flowers

Would his balls still be attached to him and just hanging by themselves or are they in the basket too?

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What if I put Matt’s cock into a basket and frolicked in a field of flowers

Would his balls still be attached to him and just hanging by themselves or are they in the basket too?

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AND THE CROWD… shares exchanged looks of confusion..?

….huh?

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Am I crazy or Rose is deleting everything from her account?

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where is @bernardsbendystraws ? or is this just the app tweaks bc hoeeeee I’m tweaking

There’s an explanation on her page

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how crazy is it that i’m “proud” of myself because i FINALLY cried, after not being able to cry since april, craziness or no.

Not crazy! Once u feel the urge to cry ur body is in fight or flight until u do cry so