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god i need to be kissed by her so bad. i want her to hold my hand and tell me everything will be alright.

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In all honesty she should be on her knees, slobbering all over my strap so it’s nice and wet for me to thrust into her.

Wlw/sapphic. 18+ only. Pls read pinned post before following. Do not add to reblogs. Keep comments in the tags.

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Can the femmes in the crowd who like being pinned against the mattress and fucked relentlessly through the night make some noise?

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you say you "love me" and yet we're not in the shower making out right now. Curious...

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Pspspsps pretty girls who suck strap for their own pleasure

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oh to be a little cat and sit in a windowsill

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late 90s 01/02 on our backs magazine covers from bishopsgate institute archives. | originally posted by on your.knees on instagram.

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new drawings guys😛😛 i drew sev and abs, i love them so much i just need to ride their faces

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relationships and jobs are temporary. your shitty unpopular tumblr blog is forever

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Please stop and listen to our painful story and help me save the family 🇵🇸🇵🇸

Help me get my father and mother out and secure their lives

The story of my father and mother who suffered from illness and lived under the wall of a tent

“The tent was their only shelter. Its winter wall was made of threadbare fabric that did not protect them from the cold or summer heat. Inside, they were lying on a thin mattress, two defeated bodies suffering from diabetes and high blood pressure. They woke up every day to the sound of chronic pain and dreams. That relaxes with every breath.

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Please stop and listen to our painful story and help me save the family 🇵🇸🇵🇸

Help me get my father and mother out and secure their lives

The story of my father and mother who suffered from illness and lived under the wall of a tent

“The tent was their only shelter. Its winter wall was made of threadbare fabric that did not protect them from the cold or summer heat. Inside, they were lying on a thin mattress, two defeated bodies suffering from diabetes and high blood pressure. They woke up every day to the sound of chronic pain and dreams. That relaxes with every breath.

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I know I’m young but like…I’m open to any ages.

No I’m just desperate for older women, please

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Always the artist, never the muse.