#they cuties

[arl1n-e]

AUGH- LOOK AT THEM POOKIES

[wejustvibing]

cheers 🥃

[artinclined-jointheartside]

Bump’s lines finished! 

Also, Frewin has bath rocks. And his own nail polish next to his papa’s. Because yes.

Color coming soon!

[barbwillbrb]

You gave me a free pass so I'm just gonna keep doodling them being weird together

You’ve been granted the multipass~

[panoo]

ITS MOUTHWASHING AGAIN!! 🗣️🗣️📢🔥🔥🔥

therapy time

[rearobservatories]

Follow your excitement, especially when it is a bouncy booty. You will find many experiments that will lead to your greatest discoveries. :P

[just-prompt-things]

best trope and you can fight me over it (i abuse this so hard with my ocs)

[nikkinelson1313]

let’s go

[secretofeva]

Getting ready for gym

SOURCE: 🔴 secretofeva.com🔞

[rearobservatories]

This angle proved to be extremely effective. It has drastically changed how we view selfies at the observatory. :P

[raystarkitty]

Puddle of Little Ponies!

[lipsticknink]

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[lxvvie]

Simon doesn't think he's ever tasted something so good in his fuckin' life before.

He didn't know what he was in for this time when he got back from deployment, and nicotine and whiskey ain't got shit on this. Poor bastard can't remember the last time he had something so good invade his senses like this.

You said you had a treat for him, made him lay down, and promptly sat on his face, and Simon was fuckin' gone. Don't know what the fuck possessed him but he took one whiff and was instantly hooked.

Simon feasted on your cunt like a man starved. Tongue, lips, fingers, you name it. Anything to get his fix, anything to make you moan.

Anything to make you cum.

Didn't let up for shit, not even to breathe, and when you voiced your concern while whimpering and trembling, Simon didn't give a fuck and still continued to love on your pretty cunt because where the bloody fuck are you going?

Shut up. Shut the hell up and let him make you cum, sweetheart.

Actions have consequences. Shouldn't have made him feel so bloody good, shouldn't have poked at the beast, and he'd be damned if he didn't think this was the best post-deployment gift he's ever gotten. Better than the nicotine high or occasional pity wank.

Fuck, it's been so long and he's absolutely disgusting about it.

And Simon's aware of it all, the way his cock is so hard it's bloody painful and leaking in his pants, the way you're grinding on his face, smothering it and fucking his mouth (don't you dare stop, either), and how his everything is consumed by you. You coat his stubble, fill his nostrils up with your scent, his tastebuds are fired up—bloody hell, need he explain more?

Simon could die a happy man right now, and what would his gravestone say? Here Lies Simon Riley, Died Eating Cunt.

He'd chuckle if he wasn't too busy at the moment. Shit, he probably did if the way you're moaning is any indication. That felt good, didn't it, sweetheart?

It's your turn now to say his name like a prayer and believe in him just as he believes in you.

And it's the best fucking thing to ever bless his ears.

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Turning Simon Out: Part I and Part II.