#i also want a split tongue myself but thats not as important

[saintspuppy]

if theres one thing i have to do before i die its get head from someone who has a split tongue

[val-made-a-mistake]

YALL

so in honour of me hitting 500 followers, i decided to throw the smut portion of partition around in google translate a couple of times to see if it got something funny. to say i’m crying with laughter is an understatement.

@tkachuk-dubois @prestigious-tea @chiefdirector @cable-kenobi @multiyfandomgirl40 @shrekboobies @fandom-princess-forevermore @ladyveraweasley — this isn’t a fic but it’s still zemo related so i tagged you guys! i’m still having a lot of trouble tagging certain usernames though

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You recorded the last Po Zemo front seat belt featuring a violent and kiss, a kiss on the splattered coat of the flag wearing lipstick on you and what you forget how to kiss. Read my lips it moves, in such a disgusting way, while you still can't think of anything ... thats all to say, this way.

A study responded, curling into a jacket is closer to removing it, and it pushed you into the leather seats.

Why don't you ask a whimper, like a flamed mouth spalatinorum belt as a single-leg broken seat, to be sharp, the other authorities.

"Quiet," he ordered, though it was only whispering and muddy to bring him to order enough tremors until your spine, so you obeyed.

You can also bite too hard for you with tears, already completely under the basin to keep your cover, pull off the train, I lay down naked, brushing the side of her clitoris, and the drawers myself lazy. Of course I remember the G-spot, because the part that people like to enjoy playing puppets has not changed at all.

Helmut sighed quietly and looked.

"What's so funny?"

And he got wet

And they fought again, is the heat, lest it spread to the cheeks, but it lost.

"Arise," your secrecy to throw a split finger, and thank God, for I have heard my voice.

Holy shit, that silver tongue man and somehow forgot how to use it. Capri, this does the coat, and his only desire is to get you to him and beg him, as is the norm, but there is nothing to something else, which I began to describe now to be able to know when he started to circle her clit and slips his gloomy fingers into the easily recognizable two. During those precious minutes, eating when you were completely lost at the time of your palm, and I remembered that you took the skirt of her low, and if you had her face completely covered, and it would be very good for her.

However, when you are ahead, hold your thigh strong and feed as if you are hungry and it will help you calculate it.

At the first meeting you should definitely go blast, and the cover, Zemo again with the completely useless fur coating her mouth, he got up, and killed her.

Because I long to see you too, which could be simple and Abraham has turned the seat of the.

I looked out the window, but now from the heart.

"How long until we get there?" There were many.

Zemo looked at the surface of many things and I noticed how hard his hand was to his belt.

Not having trouble, he wanted to do enough. Your legs tremble, if you no longer wiggle him or shake him on the couch, his grandfather's exact look, but they flew, unzipping his belt, then ...

For some reason your head is not awake. It makes no sense whatsoever, one of your mighty men would not be drunk with the foot opening of the place, but not to him, not stealing to look. Is he or she not employed, but ...

He will grab your beard's fingers leprosy to break out the light, and the light of your face will make you Zemo do him a good deed.

"Return to me," he said in a softer tone, more than a few hours ago. Did we want the company in front of you both with a great divide. Although I have never become a youth prison, tortured, no plan and you know when to push it out of the spirit. He nodded agreement. sore throat.

When you felt something long and hard door, and have been bitten again -

Every last piece of the puzzle fell into place, and you have to work in years.

And your mother of the time of the spirit and Helmut apply it to the other.

That was over a small space for you to hold out for a bit more, however it seemed to hurt as he hit her, the deepest impression on him, even if it was the pleasure and not the pain that disappeared with the waves . cut them. when it starts for you.

You heard about the tone and speech of his apartment.

Lamb

You gathered your strength to stand still swimming in the sea, and breathe suddenly, but round the walls and lean down by the friction with the After School before the creature more than ever, so that the driver of your health improves faster, crushing. he, and if they do not, he would sigh.

Zemo's breath "Oh Gott" held back, and like a blast an orgasm followed.

It was inconsistent - you'll want to carry everything I've lost to you so much that I didn't hear or understand, even if they were so close to heaven, it's very important that you haven't done so yet, they all complained to me and beg for cheaper.

[a-life-lesson-in-submission]

Inside a Submissives Soul

Dear Diary -

There was a possibility I wouldn't see Sir this week. Life keeps him busy and as much as I was ready to accept this happens, I did feel my spirits were dampened purely because I always want to see and spend time with him.

He messages me pretty much everyday, by midweek I received a message asking if I was available to play the following day, hell yes I was! I am always available for him to the point I am prepared to drop everything for him anyway, which I know he would probably give me what for if he felt it was more important that I do whatever may be planned. I wouldn't cancel anything that is considered important i.e. appointments, work etc, just the things I know can wait. Needless to say I will always be available to and for him.

We really didn't have long, a couple of hours at best and I'm thrilled we got at least that. It's cold and miserable outside, I get in the vehicle when he pulls up, straight away he takes my hand that's closest to him, him so warm encasing my cold, he says he will warm me up real soon, I give alittle 'woop' in celebration, he is amused already.

We get to our destination, very quickly Sir says hello with a kiss, I respond in the same way, damn he smells sensational, his body against mine feels amazing. Due to our limited time frame, I was asked to get undressed, everything came off without hesitation, I joked if only I could do it Bruce Almighty style, he finds this amusing.

Instructed to get on the bed, I did, he followed in the same manner. When he gets undressed I know its about to get real intimate, I can't help but smile, secretly in my head everytime I'm saying 'phwoar yes please'. We snuggle in close, laid on our sides facing eachother, he pulls the duvet over us, I felt his member press against me. I joked again that anyone would think he has missed me, he smiled but stayed silent so I also joked I'll take that as a yes too. Our lips press together, our tongues meet caressing one another, he takes my hand and sends it below, I feel him, he's stood to attention, rigid and responding to my fingers groping him. He moves to adjust slightly taking me by the head and prompting to move down, so I do, I take him between my lips, he always tastes so good. He is clearly excited, I can taste the sweetness of his droplets on my tongue already as I mouth him. As I pull back, him almost about to leave my lips, I suck just enough to get that devine leg jerking twitch he does, he gives a cheeky laugh and taps me on my peaches. I will never stop doing it whilst I receive such responses, I hope I never have to, its one of those little 'things' that gives me a entertained satisfied grin, it makes me feel I have him as much as he has me. I feel his hands over me, light, spreading over me before I feel his hands moving my hair then taking hold to issue some control over my actions. Pushing all the way back blocking my airways briefly, pulling back then pushing all the way back again. I can't wait to find the right angle to have him really enter my throat, for now the intermittent blockage is exciting enough. I am happy giving, I am in a place where I feel I am able to relax, I just wish I had full confidence to bring myself to a point where he will really see my inner harlot come out to play. I will get there, I know I will.

He pulls me away so I am on my back, making his way over me, an arm each side of my head, his hips in line with mine. A quick thought crosses my mind that she has not been touched yet, I may not be quite ready to accommodate him, this thought is just as quick to be taken back as his tip sits at my opening for a split second only to slowly enters and disappear within me. My containment slips out with a breath filled gasp. He looks happy with my response as he creates a slow paced rhythm. My breathing quickens almost immediately, my kisses become lustful, I can't keep my hands off him, he is so much man, I can't get enough of him. Asking me if I want him deeper, which I feel was rhetorical, however, I insisted, he sits up to lift my legs over his shoulders and he sinks as deep as our bodies will allow. Changing speeds and depths, sometimes slow and wholesome, sometimes hard and forceful, I want it every way possible, I know I can take it. Watching him move in and out of me, it's hot, he then adds further sensation with circling a thumb around my sensitives. The noises escaping me are varied but all a confirmation of enjoyment. I have always been one to close my eyes throughout activities over the years and there are moments with Sir where I fall behind my eyelids, but it's different with him and most of the time, my eyes are locked on him, it's like I am showing him I am with him at all times and allowing him to see everything there is within me. It's immensely liberating.

He gives indication he is building, he often says 'slow down' when it's getting close, I beat him to it. My legs come down, he comes in real close, his body firmly pressed against mine giving me himself over and over, kissing at my neck, that's it, he's got me, I'm ready, I tell Sir he's going to make me release and thats exactly what he wants, he doesn't stop. I hop, skip and jump over the edge as my release floods through my insides, it's intensely fulfilling as I crave more at the same time. As it eases, I don't feel overwhelmed with sensitivity, I just want him over and over again, I have another that I know will come to the surface at some point.

He breaks away briefly, back over me again I reach for his him, pumping him with my hand infront of my hole, he says to put him back inside me, as I guide, he pushes. He is getting close, he has been ready a while but he holds back which is pretty impressive, he carries strong self restraint. Its time, it's coming, feeling his warm filled fluids line my inners, I am so close, I know this feeling will trigger my release in response, it doesn't but that's quite alright, I am more than smug to know I have him within me and he will be there for some time.

I squirm as we pull away, it's pleasantly teasing. Sir lays on his back, I lay on my side, both entwined, hands soothingly gracing bodies, silently calm and content. I think about nothing other than how peaceful I feel and every single moment leading up to this, its my sense of sheer bliss. Yes we have literally kept today quite vanilla, once or twice a playful tap spank, it's not always about 'whips and chains', sometimes it's just about the passion between two souls learning and exploring one another, reinforcing that connection, accepting and embracing the chemistry.

We talk for a little while, lots of different things in a short space of time, it's very general but gives huge insight to our characteristics, I absolutely adore his.

He was happy I released, as was I, I didn't expect myself to without foreplay first, I can see his gloating without him actually saying anything, it's quite cute. A second was close too, he can have that one next time. Whilst I could spend forever in everyway with Sir, the reality arrives to inform us we need to get back to it. Both stalling for a few more moments, I move over him, he keeps me on top as he massages up my spine, it's pretty clear this could go even further but we are already delayed. I move to get down from the bed but not without his lips chasing and planting on my body. Sorting ourselves out, dressed and ready to make moves, we are momentarily intimate one last time then off we go, as much as it is mutual, I'm sure it's his way of keeping me keen. Works like a charm.

I only dislike goodbyes because I know it results in not seeing him for another week but there is some truth in absence makes the heart grow fonder. We're always almost talking, mainly general conversation with some sass from me as Sir calls it, and some comedy from him too. Yes there is serious and educational talk, this is a given. Leaving it on a 'be good, if you can't be good, be safe' with a kiss, he often rolls his eyes at me in amusement. This time I cross the road, I clap for myself that I made it, he gives me the double thumbs up, got to laugh at personal jokes between us, shows we pay attention as well as knowing how to have a laugh together.

I seem to have a knack at giving him some form of laughable entertainment which has to be good thing surely. There is often much detail I do not write about, not because I don't want to, I just feel you have to be there to appreciate the sentiment of it all from the hellos and goodbyes, the conversations we have, what we talk about, the giggles, to the intimacy and physical activity as well as the moments of care and compassion with eachother. It's all there, kept safe within my heart, my soul and its all mine.

Until next time, I will keep having those little smiles across my face and beam filled sighs when I am reminded of him and the memories we share.