„The Flatshare“-Trailer zeigt Fremde um die 20, die sich in einer süßen Rom-Com ein Zimmer teilen
„The Flatshare“-Trailer zeigt Fremde um die 20, die sich in einer süßen Rom-Com ein Zimmer teilen
Eine Londoner WG ist nicht gerade die Kulisse, die man mit einer typischen Rom-Com assoziiert.
Aber irgendwie ist der Trailer zu Paramount+’s Die WG lässt eine alptraumhafte Wohnsituation aussehen … naja, irgendwie romantisch, tbh. Das stimmt natürlich nicht ganz mit der schmerzhaften Realität der Höllenlandschaft der Londoner Vermietungsszene überein.
Die sechsteilige Serie ist eine Adaption des…
Juhuuu auch bei uns sind die tollen T-Shirts angekommen🤩 Tausend Dank nochmal an @lalalenii für das Design und die Organisation🙌🏻🌈✨ Und Happy Pride Month von @maxwellshimbo (blaues Fragezeichen) und mir (weißes Fragezeichen)🥳☀️
Ja, Joko, erzähl uns mehr davon, wie du was zu Haftreibung auf Youtube gesehen hast... 🤭🥰 derweil möchte Klaas uns erzählen, dass er Big Foot mal auf Youtube gesehen hat... 🙈
Have some Mathilda-Justus from "die blutenden Bilder" 🥺
Wie sich Sorgen macht und sich um ihn (und sein Zimmer) kümmert 😩😭✨
Mathilda ist wirklich die Beste🥺
Ich frag mich allerdings, was Justus in seiner Dreckwäsche zu verbergen hat😏🤭 Spontan muss ich da gerade an das eine Ficlet von @daughterofhecata denken...you know, das wo Justus ein bisschen über Jeffrey fantasiert...👀
Loser!König and his desperation to lose his virginity. (🌽 link)
MDNI 18+
König's desperation and dedication to lose his virginity is beyond humiliating.
It goes far beyond shame and embarrassment. It's been weeks since König has felt the touch of a woman, felt your sweet, soothing, and reassuring touch against his scarred body. He'll sink to his knees before you, pleading with you for a taste — for anything! He can see that familiar smug, playful, and mischievous grin curling the sides of your lips, amused and entertained by König's audacity and boldness. You know exactly what you're doing to him, and it's torturous and cruel for the social recluse who's becoming more and more desperate to lose his virginity.
“Please, Mauschen. You know exactly what you’re doing...” König grumbles through frustration, the ache between his muscular thighs worsening at the sight of you in front of him. He averts his gaze from you as his girthy, fat cock begins to twitch and pulse ever so slightly, straining inside of the tight confines of his boxers. He winces in agony as his cock begins to stiffen and harden, a bead of his creamy arousal forming on the head of his large, hefty length.
You know exactly what you're doing, and it's heartless. König's desire to take you intensifies each day. His large, hung cock weeps and drools at the sight of your plush rear on display for him, with the outline of your slick pussy visible through your damp, cotton panties. He takes in the sight before him, admiring the colour and fit of your panties, the white and pale blue stripes, and the cutesy, dainty, and delicate bow on the front. You arch your back and giggle at König as his breathing quickens, becoming laborious and heavy. You maintain eye contact with the giant who remains hunched over your form while he rubs and strokes his creamy, sticky tip against the outline of your slit.
“Heilige Scheiße, mein Herz... Wie kann ich einem so süßen kleinen Ding wie dir widerstehen?” [Holy shit, my heart... How can I resist a sweet little thing like you?]
His calloused and rough fingertips dig into your supple and plush flesh, his grip tightening around your soft hips at the stimulation against his sensitive, wet tip. He grinds his broad, well-built hips back and forth against your rear, beginning to lose himself as his pace quickens. He throws his head over his shoulder as he drags his meaty boner between the outline of your slick folds, the wetness and stickiness leaving his fat dick painfully hard. Your panties become damp, coated in a mixture of your sweet arousal and König's pearly semen.
König can barely compose himself, hold it together as he humps you, desperate for that sweet release he'd been longing for. He'll spurt thick creamy strings of his milky creaminess all over your panties, bucking his wide hips uncontrollably at the sensation of pleasure and euphoria.