#qnd he struggles so much to share it

[skunkes]

nyalon

[bwoahtastic]

🥹 Nico being so shy and nervous when he and Lewis first go home with Toto, but he's such a sweet, affectionate little thing, and when Toto offers him snuggles with soft blankets and a cup of cocoa with giant marshmallows he can't resist. Toto is so warm and cuddly, Nico loves snuggling with him, even if Lewis refuses.

Lewis is much slower to trust Toto, afraid that he's going to send one or both of them back or that he'll hurt them. The boys have their own rooms in Toto's house but for the first few months they sleep together, and Lewis makes sure that he's closer to the door than Nico. It's difficult for him when Nico starts to cling to Toto, wanting to go out with him to work or to the supermarket, and when he clings to Toto's hand as they walk home from school or to the park instead of Lewis'. He gets a bit sulky about it sometimes, and it's only when Nico cries because he thinks Lewis is mad at him that Lewis snaps out of it and begins to make an effort with Toto. He's so surprised to find that Toto is very gentle, and always listens thoughtfully to what Lewis has to say. Nico is so happy because they're his two favourite people, and the first time that Lewis invites Toto to share their nest, which Nico has worked on meticulously, Nico hugs Lewis so tight.

Oh plss!

Nico being so small, smaller than Lewis, qnd is just a tiny angelic looking thing with huge blue eyes! He is so clearly a little Omega and he just wants to be safe and be cuddled 🥹

Toto one day making hot chocolate with big marshmallows and asking Nico and Lewis if they wants to watch a movie Nico carefully curls up to him snd squeaks so happily when Toto pulls a blanket around him and noses him a little. Lewis isn't so sure, sitting on one of the cosy chairs anf being a little grumpy nico isn't cuddling him!

Lewis being so distrustful! He is sure they will be send back or separated and he doesn't want to trust Toto at all even though it looks so cosy to snuggle up to him

Lewis always protecting Nico, sleeping between Nico snd the door and he will wake up at the smallest sound. He struggles eeing Nico trust Toto so easily, seeing Nico want his attention. Nivo asking to go with Toto to the supermarket and holding his hand when rhey are walking somewhere and Lewis just feels so insecure cos what if Nico doesn't want him anymore now!

Nico bursting out into tears one day because he wants to cuddle with Toto but he thinks Lewy is mad and he doesn't like that...

Lewis starting to make an effort for Nico and is surprised to find Toto so nice and gentle, always listening to Lewis and his opinions and knowing how to calm Lewis when he is upset! Also Toto starting to gentle playfight with Lewis and Lewis loves it cos it's so fun! Nico doesn't like playfighting as much but Toto let hin growl and pounce and he gets cuddles at the end!

Nico making a soft lil nest and asking Lewis if Papa- Toto can join too and he is so excited when Lewis goes to get him! And pls Toto so soft cuddled up eith both his boyss

[i4gonzalez]

Can u do a pedri angst where him and reader finally make it official after months of him chasing after her but the next day the paparazzi find him getting cozy with a girl qnd its all over the media and she feels embarrassed but he doesnt think its a big deal so they get into a fight but make up in the end

RUMORS: pedri gonzalez x fem!reader.

summary: after making his relationship with pedri public, several rumors about him and another girl begin to emerge.

notes: is a difficult plot, but I did my best to develop it well. I SWEAR THIS WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING.

english isn’t my native language, so i used translator for it.

pedri had been chasing you for months, hoping to win your heart. he made every effort, from small gestures to great demonstrations of affection, to show you how much he cared. you were delighted with your persistence, and you got closer with each passing day.

finally, pedri had the courage to ask you to make your relationship official and you accepted the request. so, you kissed and promised that nothing would ruin your relationship.

[★]

the next day, while you were enjoying lunch at your favorite restaurant, a notification arrives on your phone.

the notification in question was from her best friend, who shared a photo taken by a paparazzi of pedri laughing with another girl.

the image spread like a fire on social networks and the media. you sank into embarrassment. you felt betrayed and humiliated, wondering if the months that pedri spent trying to conquer you had no meaning at all.

furious, you called pedri ready to confront him. and when he finally got home, you couldn’t hold back some tears.

— what was that?! how could you do this to me? with us?! — more tears flowed and his voice suddenly starts to shaky.

— why are you so nervous? — he says, a little indifferent — she’s just a childhood friend who returned to spain!

— you could have warned me! and you two seemed very close to each other! you’re a liar, pedri!

— y/n, i swear it was no big deal! — now, pedri didn’t seem indifferent, he seemed nervous — it was an innocent conversation!

the discussion increased, with you unable to get rid of your feelings of embarrassment and pedri struggling to understand why she was so upset. the air was filled with tension as they exchanged heated words, each feeling misunderstood and hurt.

eventually, after a long time arguing, you found yourself sitting on a park bench that was in front of your house. both quiet trying to ignore each other’s presence and focused on their own feelings.

pedri was the first to realize how upset you were and how your actions accidentally hurt you.

— i’m sorry, y/n. i didn’t realize how much it upset you. i’m so sorry about that now! i swear nothing much happened.

you, in turn, recognized that you had underestimated the bond that the two of you had built and how much pedri cared.

so, with watery eyes, you hugged each other, without saying anything until you became calmer.

— te quiero más que a nada, cariño - pedri says, breaking the silence. (i love you more than anything, honey).

— yo también te quiero más que a nada, mi amor - you answer, kissing your boyfriend. (i also love you more than anything, love).

in the end, you and pedri were sure that your love was stronger than any rumor or fight. you loved each other and that was enough to put up with all this.

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[jowiththeflow]

Thanks for writing and releasing Entombed, It’s been a fun read. Yuji vs Toji was pretty fun and the all round banter is nice.

Do you plan Gojo and Yuji be relative to eachother in strength, pushing eachother forward and lightening the burden of dealing with curses? Or more go into the Isolation of being the strongest without making Yuji as strong.

I know Yuji has a way to go mastering Shrine and Blood Manipulation and using his soul knowledge. I think it’s cannon the Jujutsu high students had to deal with a tough year of curses after Gojo awakened. And that was gruelling for special grade(?) Geto. So there’s the chance for interesting assignments to solve with finding and fighting dangerous curses. Will we see some of that or will it be more centred on character interaction in their free time?

I know they were overworked and Geto doesn’t have the same reasons to make his ‘zero mortals plan’ but will that struggle come up? Or will Riko’s survival sidestep that and lead to another direction.

I know it’s a lot of questions, I’ve just had them bouncing about for a while.

Anything about the story, it’s direction, writing, canned ideas or anything else you feel like sharing ?

Hope you’ve had a good day.

I have every intention of making the boys equal in strength! That doesn’t mean those feelings of isolation aren’t going to be addressed in some shape or form, but...some things you’ll just have to wait to see done >:)

And yeah! This fic is very character interaction and dialogue heavy, I won't deny that, but I have every intention of ramping up the stakes too. They’re still going to have missions to do in the span of the story too~

And as for Getou, I don’t want to spoil anything, but I will say that his path is different, though of course he still has something to grapple with...

And as for tidbits, how about this? I like how Yuuji’s cleave has a different cosmetic effect than Sukuna’s in canon and I wanted to incorporate that in everything I could. For example, when he uses Malevolent Shrine, he acually creates a barrier around the domain as well, which is something I'm planning on touching on later.

Thanks so much for reading qnd enjoying the fic!!

[katzirra]

Waiting for the place to give me my file list from my hand drive recovery. Made an omelet with asparagus and bacon, and gave the boys a tiny bit for being good this morning and letting me sleep in past 8:06...

Hannibal woke me up with very loudly aggressively loving face rubs which is new, and has been demanding attention all morning by soft paw grabbing and holding my hand while cooking, also new. Usually he's very independent and wants nothing to do with us.

Still concerned with his audible breathing when he's SLIGHTLY distressed, for a cat with obvious anxiety, and when he's picked up or sitting/laying weird. It's very noticeable, and I'm wondering if it has to do with his nasal bridge being a tad flat.

Trying to manifest a good mood. I'm having a big existential crisis about being alive.

Which, I'll just throw that under a cut and pair it with an apology. 🤙✨

I feel like I have no purpose or meaning. Having a lot of those "why bother/what's the point" moments about a lot of things which...the depth of those feelings isn't just apathetic like most people experience? For me it's very much a red flag, so that's been fun. Usually it's doing something as simple as doing something nice for myself, thinking why bother, and having to ARGUE with myself why it matters. Like...having to validate EVERYTHING I do these days is exhausting. Honestly, it's been a low simmer scary JUST KEEP SWIMMING the last few months. But everything I feel is too much to talk to anyone about, and it doesn't HELP me to. It's me. It's my brain. It's scary and I don't like looking the beast directly in the face when people want me to open up. My demon, my problem, trust me when I say I'm trying and that I'm sincere when I say sorry I'm not all here or present.

I'm, like torn between wanting to message my friend first to talk about shit, but I'm also refusing because I was hurt and the comment about shit being too much to read just resonates in my brain yelling "you're not worth their time and effort, you dumb bitch!" because my brain has a FIELD day with that shit. Its.... Kicking a dead horse, repeating myself anyway probably. It hasn't seemed to stick after the last year of me apologizing monthly because I'm just a shit friend who is too busy working and trying to not kill myself. Suicide ideation is a thing, and it SUCKS when it's as invasive as it is for intruding thoughts. But I'll keep apologizing because I feel guilty for not being good enough. Present enough. Engaging enough. Because maybe that time it'll stick??

They'll probably be better off without me making them feel bad because I don't put in enough effort I guess? Which also just hurts because I know online I'm standoffish these days, so I put the extra effort into being a good host I thought and I hoped that mattered. I just feel like no matter what I'm doomed to disappoint them? So I don't mean they'd be better off in a dismissive way, it's a legit...way I think. Like I'm obviously causing distress, and yelling at me won't fix it because it makes me recoil emotionally. So maybe I'm just a bad friend in reality and it is what it is. I'm sorry so many people have fucked me up about inter personal relationships?? I don't know what to do this time because that stupid fight cut me very deep in core values in myself.

It...Fucked me up. And whether that's important to them or not, or whether it has an repercussive weight, whatever. We've both been hurt by people, and been there as much as we'd let eachother. I've tried to be crazy supportive in the last bout of shit they went through. Because I love a bitch, and they matter immensely to me, and I know I suffered alone through a LOT of things like that and know it sucks. I offered my home, attention and time any time I could give it.. Being told i don't give as much as them set weird on my heart in light of that. It hurt.

Idk...And maybe I'm just some dramatic bitch or whatever I guess. Doesn't matter. I matter, my feelings matter. I'm mentally ill and I fucking bust my ass to deal with it, AND be a loving and supportive fixture in people's lives. I suck, sure. But I'm ALWAYS there for people.

I mention I'm depressed or angry at life, sure, but the layers of distress aren't...on display? It's my shit to deal with, if I bring it up, it's for benefit of people knowing why I'm withdrawn usually. I don't talk about myself much anymore because everything is too much and I just start venting. And people don't care that deeply about how fucked up my head is. Or I over share too much. Or yeah, it's a lot to read and I start babbling because the cork is off and I HURT inside just being alive anymore. I don't feel like I'm living my life for me these days. I don't feel alive. I feel stagnant. I'm biding time for SOMETHING to happen??

Yet I'm constantly apologizing to people for not being able to do basic shit, that I'm upfront about being difficult for some dumb reason. I'm always having to explain myself to people. I am in this bubble so often of feeling like I was made wrong, a mistake, missing something important.

Or that I'm a bad person. I'm too open, too closed, withdrawn, outgoing - I can never seem to get the ratio right. And its the kind of discussion I feel leans into self pity and attention grabbing but it's...something I internally struggle with every week and keep to myself.

Oh Kat, get a psychiatrist - I dont know that it would help, honestly. I know 90% of my thoughts and fears are irrational, and pointless. But I know they have valid backing in trauma that I have mostly dealt with, and am unlearning. But I also know I see through people, can identify those markers, and understand outcomes way too easy and that ALSO makes people mad. So. What the fuck is a shrink gonna do for me? My depression is a background white noise to this stuff, and it's honestly just bullshit I deal with. I'm not keen on medication, I'm sure it would help quiet my brain, but I've been dealing with this shit almost 20 years now, ita just the added drama and bullshit from people that exacerbates the emotional brain rash, for lack of a better phrasing. My issues are all behavioral and some depression and anxiety in the mix that I manage.

For all I'm told people understand ahit wrong with me, it sure is something I repeatedly get bitched at over, honestly. And I partially get it, I also find it frustrating. But I've been battling depression since I was 12/13 and learning to stop thinking certain things only since 21, and that's the harder part. I'm not the person people think I am, I wish I was anymore. That bitch died in 2011/2012. That fissure in my foundation fucked me UP. The shaking I had one or two years ago, didn't help.

To be transparently honest the whole shitstorm two weeks ago really hit some raw nerves I'm trying to deal with, and not doing well. Because the more times that nerve is hit the more I don't feel like a valuable person and that I'm wasting people's time. But the reason I'm yelled at is that I am a valuable person, and they want more of my time in a way?? I don't know what people want from me.

Waves hand dismissively - they're being sweethearts by the back door for now.

I'm in a weird place emotionally and mentally. I don't feel alive. I don't feel real. I don't feel valid or... I don't know. Nothing I say or so actually matters in my own life or experiences. I can be an amazing person with communication and intention but it doesn't matter if the other person doesn't care, it's like arguing online.

You can have a valid discussion and someone can just say "you're a fucking moron, I'm not listening to this" and you can't do anything.

I just wasted two hours organizing my thoughts qnd emotions into a post that I'll delete in a week. What a great use of my time. I'm juat exhausted.

I turn 31 tomorrow and is rather be dead lmao. I'm so tired of the weight of being alive and aware of the world and people around me. About being considerate and kind to everyone and it's never god damn enough. I bleed myself dry emotionally for everyone and run my mental battery into the ground qnd it's never enough. It's never going to BE enough. I don't want mental.break downs and emotional roller-coasters. I want friends that understand I'm scatterbrained and severely damaged and abused and I'm TRYING. I'm sorry it's never good enough.

I'm so fucking tired these days. I just want to disappear. I want to have an actual breakdown and cry

I haven't actually cried in years. I.... Mm. I feel like.im a shell. I'm so tired. I'm trying AO hard to be a good person and functional and I'm just constantly having more dished and I'm just...what is my purpose qnd point these days. I can't even make people happy.

Tomorrow I'll turn 31. It'll be like any other day. 👍✨

[harryfeatgaga]

At the brits I was reminded how many mannerisms and facial expressions Harry and Gemma share its so wild lol like I know they’re full blooded siblings but damn!

PLEASE IK THEY ARE SO CUTE

Anonymous said: I’m really craving a mcdonalds right now but i was trying to eat healthier, and I’m still naked post orgasm and don’t really feel like putting clothes on. But i think i will have to bc I’m so lazy to cook anything now. That’s my struggle of the day

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Anonymous said: *he is handsome and also quite large* sjshsfdqjwjwgc I have no idea why but that made me burst out laughing so much

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[whatwecouldhavebecome]

So... recently, as a recovering addict, I want to help those that also struggle with addiction. An old friend had sent me an email while he was incarcerated. I knew he was desperate. Just pleading for anyway out of the situation that he managed to get himself into. Originally, I had no intentions of wanting to proceed with our communication, or in general anything at all really, but going against my gut... i did.

Allow me to provide some back story. Last year, 2019, he was incarcerated from September to December. Again, we talked the whole time. He has a twin brother (he was incarcerated at the same time), they were both adopted by a very lovely woman that I appreciate with my heart and soul. She has cancer and last year she was struggling deeply with her health issues. In the beginning of December we thought she was going to pass on. I made sure to update him everyday, I went and cleaned all the drugs and paraphernalia out of his mother's house so she would have a comfortable place to rest and pass when she was ready. As an addict in recovery, that was extremely difficult but I managed. Mostly. (I had 8 months clean and I relapsed shortly before he got out of jail). I put money on his books, bought care packages, visited when I could, i did this for both of them but my friend more so. After he got out, we talked qll the time and then here and there. Finally, by February, I was having a one sided conversation in his inbox until March and was left on read all the time. That hurt. Mostly because all I wanted was to know about his mother's health and if him and his brother were doing well. To no avail, he had gotten a girlfriend. She too, is an addict. I let him know in April that I was done trying to talk.

His first message to me since February was "please bond me out, I dont want to be in here." This was my time to stand my ground, express my feelings and put my foot down. I did just that. Well, almost. I only expressed myself.

I shared my feelings. I didn't bond him out but I still put money on his books, i messaged him, he messaged back. Sometimes. I was hoping he would do well. I was wrong.

He got out yestrrday... qnd now we are back to where we started... ghosted. After I helped. Yet again... it just hurts... i want people to move forward with their lives. Become someone. Be the you, you always wanted to be. Live, be free. Experience life. Be greater than who you used to be.

I understand "you're not you when you're using." There's a time or two that I also hadn't been myself. But when i was given the chance to get out of the black hole, i took it. I ran with it. Even though from time to time I still want and I still crave, I refuse to go back into the pit I tried so desperately to fight tooth qnd nail to crawl out of. I just wish he would do the same.

In short, i learned my lesson this time. Shit hurts, but I'll beat it.

Also, for sake of anonymity, im going to edit the messages and take out names. Because even though im hurt, I still care. Below are our conversation exchanges.

TL;DR - In September 2019, I helped a friend that was incarcerated. We corresponded every day, I helped as much as I could, I even helped his mother, (she was and still is in some pretty bad shape due to the cancer progressing). When he got out of jail, he reverted back to the old habits and then some. He ceased communications with me. The last time I spoke with his mother was February 2020. And the last I spoke to him was March 2020. He went back to jail the end of May 2020, he reached out, i helped even after i said I wouldn't and now, we're back at square one and im just done. Im tired. Lesson learned.

Also, this will be continued in another post.

[lilaluscious1]

So...WTF, Sullivan?? Chapter 1: WHY?

Andy Herrera can't figure out why Sullivan shut-down their about-to-happen sex-romp out of nowhere, with no explanation...She wants A-N-S-W-E-R-S... (takes place after the season 2 finale some weeks after the Season 2)

Andy Herrera stomps from one side of the apartment she shares with Maya and Vic to the other, raging on and on about how she and Captain Robert Sullivan were seconds away of consummating their new-found relationship, when out of nowhere (seemingly), he asks her to leave with no explanation. no -ANYTHING- She's hurt, humiliated, qnd Maya allows her time to wind down some before before offering her input.

.

"I'm so fucking humiliated, Maya", Herrera states, angrily. "I can't imagine what could possibly explain kicking me out right as things got really hot and heavy...I mean, at least take a second and explain-'I'm feeling sick', whatever it may be, instead of just 'Can you leave, please'..."

"I GET IT, Girl...you know I have your back, no matter what you decide-but I'm telling you-it makes NO SENSE-after all of the flirting, the 'moments' (air quotes), the-the -what is it-SIMPATICO; the chemistry between you two, that he just shuts down right before he's about to get some...he WAS gonna get some, right.?"

"Oh, hell yeah!...as sure as hell is hot!", says Andy.

"Then THINK ABOUT IT-and go talk to him; give him a chance to explain-'K?"

Later that night, Andy is too restless to get much sleep. There HAS TO BE a reasonable explanation, as Maya says, and she has never known her friend to make impulsive or rash decisions (evidenced by her secret fling with Jack)...still, t's true that it's only fair to hear Robert out...her decision made, she drifts-off to sleep, at last...

Chapter 2: THE EXPLANATION

Herrera texts Sullivan, suggesting that they meet at his home, in an hour; she's relieved his response is affirmative. She and Maya choose her outfit carefully: a royal blue blouse of crushed silk, ink black jeans, and blue heels the same color as her blouse; underneath, Maya suggests bra, french cut undies, and garterbelt, all in black After dressing, Andy feels sexy and daring; if they DO 'make up', she wants to be ready.

Now that she's cooled down, she's ready to hear his explanation and (she hopes), get their relationship back on track.

Once she arrives, he greets her rather gravely, taking her leather jacket and inviting her into the living room. She notices that R Kelly's remix of "Step In The Name Of Love" is playing in the background, at the perfect volume to allow conversation.

Taking a seat on his comfortable sectional, Andy raises an eyebrow and quips, "Really?", meaning his choice of music. Robert hands her a glass of white wine, responding, "Hate the Uncontrollably-Peeing Asshole Artist, not the music he created."

[Kelly croons: Said I know that it's somebody's birthday tonight somewhere...And I know somebody's gonna celebrate tonight somewhere ...I know..

.[Pre-Chorus] (One things for sure) I'm gonna put on my dancing shoes (Then I'ma hit the door); And go out and step the whole night through) ...]

"To us," the Station 19 Captain says. They clink glasses, and Andy says, "Touche'...NOW...explain to me just why in the world what happened, happened, Captain Sullivan." Robert appears to struggle with the answer, finally stating, "The short answer is, IT SHOULD'NT HAVE; I should have explained that I suddenly felt this excruciating pain in my leg and knee, and instead of freezing, I should have just come just come clean, for lack of a better word, about the situation-I truly apologize, and I hope you forgive me."

Herrera's dark eyes soften, and her heart goes out to the contrite Captain. "Robert...I'm FEELING YOU, and I unless I'm just as dense as a post, You're FEELING ME, too-just as much...look, in the future, just-just- SAY SOMETHING; I'll always understand, at least I'll try. You have an injury, I get it-you DID miss out on a 'killer massage' though, I hope you're aware."

Sullivan, smiling, says, "No, you aren't dense, and as to why I didn't just come clean with you, I really can't say...though, residual 'trust issues, if I had to guess...if you're questioning whether I'm FEELING YOU, I'd say that question ANSWERED ITSELF once we started...you know."

Sullivan stands, probably to get more wine, and Herrera stands as well.

She says, "Well...I have a suggestion: I kiss you (she steps forward, grasps his muscular forearms, and standing on tip-toe, presses her soft, full, red-painted lips against his; then steps back, briefly breaking their lip-lock), And you kiss me back..." Sullivan is more than happy to comply, gathering her close, meeting her halfway, and joining their mouths together. Once they come up for air, Andy says playfully, "Hey, WAIT-if we start this again, and you put the brakes on, Te Parto en Toda Tu Madre-entiendes?"

"A huevo", The big man grins back, and they kiss again. "Here, or in your bedroom," Andy gasps.

Sullivan responds, "We've already wasted too much time," and guides her down to the plush carpet. As they grope and caress each other, the song segues into the remix of the same artist's hit "Your Body's Calling:

[Yeah, I don't want you to hold back any longer baby; 'Cause tonight, I'm gonna give you all the little things I know you've been waiting for-ohoh-So, brace yourself and listen-I hear you callin', here I come baby to save you, oh oh Baby no more stallin',these hands have bee n longing to touch you baby; And now that you've come around to seein' it my way, You won't regret it baby and you surely won't forget it baby It's unbelievable how your body's falling for me...]

They come up for air again, and Andy takes the opportunity to moan, "Undress me, Papi-Quitame la ropa."

Sullivan is too busy kissing the deep hollow of her neck to answer; his long, thick, yet limber fingers work the the buttons of her blouse free, exposing the black, lacy demi-cup bra cradling her golden-hued C cups ...her breath quickening, Andy shrugs the garment off and tosses it to one side, arching her back as her lover goes to work on the little hook on the front of her bra...

Notes:

SPANISH TRANSLATION

Te Parto en Toda Tu Madre-entiendes?: I'll beat the shit out of you, understand?

A Huevo: slang for agreement

ABOUT THE SONG-I struggled with using this particular artist, due to the recent revelations about his weirdo activities with children, andafter much reflection, I decided to go forward, separating the music from the Artist's asshole activities-I apologize to any who don't agree

Chapter 3: HOT LIKE FIRE-zzzzzz!

From the previous Chapter: ...her breath quickening, Andy shrugs the garment off and tosses it to one side, arching her back a as her lover goes to work on the little hook on the front of her bra...his fingers solve the clasp easily, and once the pretty lace cups are are peeled apart, Sullivan kisses and licks each dark brown,stiffening nubbin capping the firm, beautiful mounds. Hissing with pleasure, Herrera closes her eyes, mouth open, her tongue snaking out to lick it at her own lips; it's patently obvious that this man knows his way around the female body...as he worships her breasts, Andy assists him in skinning-off her tight black jeans and underpants, then, together, they strip Sully of his sweatshirt and sweatpants (he's 'commando' underneath)...

"Andy grins at him, saying, "Expecting someone, hmmm?" (to herself she thinks VALIENDO MADRE, when she sees the size of his member...not that she's not eager to 'meet the challenge!'...)

Before joining his lips with hers yet again, Sullivan zings HER in return, "My dick is out and swinging, isn't it?"

('Step In The Name Of Love' segues smoothly into the final song of the R Kelly three-pak: Hump Bounce):

[Every day and every night humpin' and bouncin' All I wanna do...Every day and every night humpin' and bouncin' All I wanna do-Summertime...Saturday night [background] ...It's time to be havin'-a good time tonight Music got you in the

mood,-you'll be dancin' all night...all night, all night-Lovin ' the way the DJ's mixin' and everybody's on the floor...I can't

seem to stop thinkin' about you, baby, No matter what I do...]

They are both to heated-up to bother with fore-play (except for a pair of fingers Sullivan inserts into the already moistening gash between the horny beauty's parted thighs, and together, they guide his long, very thick penis to her ready entrance and inside...

Herrera takes some quick, huffing breaths; she's having difficulty with his girth (AND LENGTH!), Robert is her first lover of color in some time, and she knows that, with time and patience, she's in for an intensely pleasurable experience...she bites her bottom lip, and utters a tiny squeal as he feeds two more inches into her; another inch, and Andy cries out, "OOOOO!; hold it a second, baby ...Ooooaaaah...wait, Robert, wait", which he patiently does....in this way, an inch or two at a time, they work together, until MOST of his 11" is tightly embedded in her dripping feminine cleft...(R Kelly continues crooning...

The song's up-tempo inspires Sullivan to increase the depth and pace of his strokes; Herrera is sufficiently wet and loose enough to enough to accommodate nearly ALL of his summer-sausage sized cock...Andy locks her ankles about his lean, muscled lower back, just above his buttocks, she wriggles and whines rotating her own hips in tight semi-circles, matching Sullivan's thrusts, stroke for stroke.

"Ay, DIOSITO MIO!," she cries, tears of want, of pure LUST, staining her lovely cheeks. Sullivan's breathing is eve, steady; he's not close to cumming just yet (then when her clasping inner labia tighten suddenly (due to a small, pre-orgasm tremor that causes her whole body to jerk and twist about, he very nearly loses it)....

Now Andy is on all fours, her naked boobs swinging beneath her, her big bountiful behind, framed so enticingly by the straps of her garter-belt, wobble and quiver, each time Sullivan's the fronts of his thighs contact it...Andrea is in a SEXUAL FRENZY as intense as she's ever experienced before...pure ecstasy.

"SHIT!, DAMN!", Sullivan grunts, reveling in the hot wet depths of the sexy Latina...he still can't believe how intoxicatingly EROTIC this luscious Woman is! The two of o them cum nearly at the same time...Sullivan first, then the wriggling, squirming, weeping with joy Herrera...

"Que Malo", Herrera, mutters teasingly, scooting onto her side and facing the big, sweat-sheened Black man.

He returns her smile-"Y porque 'malo'?" [Why am I bad?]

"Parece que me mataste! [I think you killed me!]...Ooo!" The two sated lovers share a laugh...the sheets beneath them are soaked with perspiration, along with their excreted fluids. Stirring, Andy inquires,"Are you hungry, Papa? Is there anything to eat, 'cause I'm starved."

His breathing has nearly resumed it's normal rhythm, and he responds, "Why don't we order in, after we shower-you good with that?"

Herrera agrees, and after they rest a few more minutes, they slide from the wreckage of Sullivan's queen bed and head toward the bathroom.

[bwoahtastic]

A Hamilton and Vettel picnic🥺 and Max because Charles isn’t going anywhere without his Maxy

Lewis and Seb lying on the picnic blanket where all the food is laid out. Seb’s head on Lewis’ lap while they’re chatting about random things. It’s just very domestic and sweet.

Este and Lance sitting on the swings and talking

Max and Charles lying on the grass looking at the clouds and trying to make each other laugh.

Sebastian, Lance and Max are all wearing pretty sun dresses that made the other three’s brains go haywire for a second.

Charles getting alpha zoomies and Lewis joins him. Este and Lance holding hands as they go for a little walk. Seb checking in on Max to see if he’s still okay. ‘Do you need to call Checo?’ And max just shakes his head and he’s all smiles.

Just general happiness for the Vettel’s and Hamilton’s (max is an honorary member of the family at this point)

Pllss Seb Lance and Max in their dresses and the others all struggling to function seeing them in those dresses fjfjf

Seb and Lewis being sosoft and sweet and sharing kisses and talking and the kids groan seeing it but fc they are happy to see them!

Lance and Este on the swings giggling and pushing each other and just being cute babies AHH

Qnd Max and Charls PLSS

Lance and Este going for a stroll (hehe) and Charles and Lewis are zooming after each other so Seb checks on Max, who is just happy and purring and has texted Checo but thay is enough. And plss Seb wrapping an arm around him and that means so much!!! Jut the soft contact between them jsdjjjd