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My kids bro😭❤️ I’m so proud of them all!!

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Lives were ruined because of this

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A Nigerian mom somewhere has just shown this to her 17 year old daughter. “See your mate”

Anyway, women>>>

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i could never be a referee for the women’s game because if a hot girl told me she didn’t do anything after i visibly saw her trying to kill her rival i’d probably believe her

[charliee]

BEGGING u to write some trent smut🤲🏻literally anything, even if it’s really short

♡ 18+, minors dni!! teehee hello

“shit, t.” your head tipped back, fingers sinking into trent’s hair as he hummed softly. he pressed the flat of his palm against your inner thigh and pushed, spread you open even further to press himself closer. with his head buried between your thighs you could hardly think about anything beyond his tongue and how good it felt to finally feel him again.

he had you sat up on the kitchen counter, dress flipped up and your underwear discarded somewhere across the room. there was a nagging in the back of your head that told you this was a terrible idea, anyone could walk in but trent was persuasive and had a mouth that could tempt the devil when he cocked that sinful smile. he didn’t seem too bothered about the possibility of getting caught.

trent gripped your thigh a little tighter and dragged his tongue up the length of your pussy, pressed an agonisingly soft kiss to your clit before repeating the motion. he worked you up with messy movements, tugged you closer to the edge of the counter for better access and teased your dripping hole with the tip of his tongue. he glanced up at you through heavy lidded eyes and smirked.

“she’s just beggin’ f’me, angel.” he punctuated his words with another kiss to your clit and then he was sucking it between his lips and groaning.

“jesus.” the hand you were using to prop yourself up almost slipped, your grip on his hair tightening as you dug your heel into his upper back. with his tongue he circled your clit, flicked across it with the very point, flattened it out and pressed over you in broad licks that left you shaking. your thigh shook against his hand and he chuckled, bumped his nose over your clit when he dipped his tongue back into your cunt. you were making a mess of his chin, wetness coating his skin but he didn’t seem to mind, welcomed it with enthusiastic noises.

each time he fucked his tongue into you his nose nudged your clit and tipped you further towards your release, had your tummy tightening and your heart pounding. your clit throbbed and you almost whined when he pulled away, licked his lips and dug his teeth into the plumpness of his bottom lip. he looked so pretty like that, all wide glossy eyes and cocky half grin, lips kiss bitten and slick, the lower half of his face just as messy. your pussy clenched when he lifted his hand and pressed his thumb to your sensitive nub, rubbed in tight rough circles as he watched your mouth drop on high moan.

“tell me you wanna cum.” a new wave of wetness seeped out of you at the tone of his voice, clit aching beneath his teasing thumb. he wasn’t applying enough pressure to get you there, just enough to make you head spin and your thighs jolt. you pressed at the back of his head to get him to put his mouth back on you but he only huffed an amused laugh.

he pulled back a little more and slapped your clit, grinning even wider at your surprised yelp. the mix of pain and pleasure made you dizzy with want.

“tell me.”

“i wanna cum, trent, please, baby.” you tried to shift your hips and press him closer again but he held you still by your thighs, tutted softly. he watched the frustrated curve of your brows with amusement. there was an ache inside you that only he could fix and you hated that he wouldn’t just give it to you. with a soft whine of annoyance you dug your heel into his shoulder, know he wanted you to use your words properly. “i want you to make me cum on your fingers, please.”

“atta girl,” he kept one leg over his shoulder and propped your other foot up on the counter, effectively spreading you open as he ran his tongue over your dripping pussy again. he repeatedly licked over your clit in heavy strokes, the tips of two fingers teasing at your fluttering hole. you were soaked that he slid them in easily, right to the knuckle before crooking them and your back arched, an embarrassingly high pitched moan falling from your lips. “there you go, take it, baby.”

and god did you take it.

your head fell back again, fingers locked tight in his hair as trent fucked you with his own fingers, his tongue quick to keep up the pace. it was messy and loud, the wetness of your pussy making lewd noises each time he pressed into you and it was ridiculous how much more that turned both of you on. you were dripping over his hand, stickying the counter beneath you but that was all pushed to the back of your head as you tried to rut against his face.

trent was sucking on your clit, moaning around it while scissoring his fingers inside of you, pressing against your slick walls and prodding at that one spongy spot that had you seeing stars. he kept up the assault on that spot, focused all his attention there while running his tongue over your clit, his eyes on you as he watched you start to fall apart. your thighs shook and your cunt sucked tight around his fingers, clit throbbing beneath his soft tongue. he watched how your jaw hung open, your whimpers and broken moans of his name making his cock throb in his shorts.

“right there, m’so close, oh my god.”

“c’mon, be a good girl and give it to me.” trent made sure to keep the same rhythm and you swore you were about to pass out when your orgasm finally hit you. you gushed around his fingers, your moans too loud in the quiet kitchen as he fucked you through it. “there she is, doing so well f’me. m’gonna fuck you do good angel, right here so anyone can see.”

his tongue worked your clit until you were almost crying, his fingers still hitting that spot inside of you as he kept them crooked. he talked you through it all when he let go of your clit, told you how good you’d done, how proud he was and how so fucking hot you where when you came.

a startled whine trickled from your lips when he rubbed his thumb over your clit in slow circles, his fingers also slowing inside of you. glancing down you saw he was fixated on how your hole gripped his fingers, how he’d stretched you out and made a mess of you, fingered you so good you’d released the smallest gush of liquid over his wrist. with slow movements be pulled his fingers from you, buried his head back between your thighs to clean you up, his tongue gentle and soft, mindful of your sensitivity as you tried to squirm away from him.

with one last kiss to your clit he kept his eyes on yours to slide his fingers into his mouth, plump lips wrapping around them as he sucked them clean of your release. you were a panting mess, pussy throbbing and swollen, legs a little weak and your mind more than a little hazy. trent half smirked at you, opened his mouth but was interrupted by the front door opening.

panic seized you, almost had you toppling over when you half fell off the counter, tugging your dress down and trying to fix your appearance. you were frantically searching for you underwear and patting at your hair, wiping beneath your eyes were you knew your make up was smudged. trent looked completely uninterested as he leant against the kitchen island, the bulge in his shorts obvious and painful looking as he watched your melt down.

“babe?” your heart stopped, underwear still missing as you locked eyes with the man refusing to help you straighten yourself out. he only sent you a sarcastic and somewhat patronising smirk.

“looks like your husbands home early.”

[charliee]

is a model

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look at my boys modeling the new home kit 🤭🤭

(why did they do vvd so dirty 💀💀)

[charliee]

what spending too much time with virg does to a guy

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is a model

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Trent looks amazing in the new Liverpool shirt 📸

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As soon as I see blonde hair I click off the fic at the speed of light

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Megan’s Instagram Update (March 23, 2023)

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???

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Requests are open my loves, I'm looking forward to writing something🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

I miss my boy in Santos so much🥺

#football imagine #football one shot #football smut

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Celebration with Trent Alexander-Arnold

Masterlist

The atmosphere at Anfield was similar to that of a Champions League final, but it was "only" a mid-season game against Manchester United, and everyone was almost disbelieving with the score of the night, a worthy 7 - 0 printed on the stadium's big screen. That game was a thread of hope that had appeared after a season that has not been one of the best, the feeling was indescribable. Y/o could feel the heat even with the intense cold in Liverpool, the pride and euphoria in his body tripled when he saw Trent approach the stands and throw a smile and a wave to the fans, thanking them for their support, more specifically for you. Trent was bold, it was one of the things you loved most about him, but when he won his boldness and confidence doubled, not that you were complaining, but all Trent needed at the end of a day like this was to hear you shouting his name, the two of you loving each other like there was no tomorrow, compliments coming out of your mouth, both of your bodies losing control, the atmosphere warm and impossible to escape. All you needed tonight was to finish venting what energy you had left. Trent kissed her again, this time in an even stronger and more needy way, as if he wanted to absorb her for himself. Everything was too much and it wasn't even beginning, the clothes and underwear lying on the floor, him on top of her, spreading her legs with his palms on her thighs and then kneeling between them. And lowering himself further and further, a cheeky smile on his lips.- Trent...- Y/o gasped, today was not a day for teasing and he understood that as he saw her soaking wet.His tongue slid in without difficulty, he was slow but firm in his movements with his mouth, sucking and licking her already sensitive clit. Trent's hands were gripping your thighs tightly, preventing you from closing your legs, while his hands found their way to your boyfriend's hair, pulling the strands urgently, his back arching more and more, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his head thrown back and his eyes closed tightly. - Trent, oh my God, please! The familiar knot that only Trent could give you began to form in your stomach, the moans getting louder and louder until a sudden stop from Trent.- What? - Your confused voice faltered, a little annoyed that you hadn't reached your orgasm, but Trent looked at you with a lazy smile, his chin covered with your liquid, and without warning he slid quickly into you, which drew a deep groan from both of you, your body thrusting against his.- My pretty girl will make your champion feel good tonight, won't she? - You shook your head quickly in agreement, and he bent down to find your mouth and deposited a quick kiss as he began to move inside you, your breaths becoming shallow, his mouth never leaving yours, you both swallowing each other's moans.- Only I can make you like this baby girl, so fucking beautiful, I love you," you could cum just at those words spoken so close to your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your neck, your only response was to moan his name out loud and scratch his back so that he would go faster. Trent was close, you could tell because of his shortness of breath, his thrusts becoming deeper and more languid, and his moans that even though low were the sexiest and most provocative thing you had ever heard. His hand reached down to stimulate your clit so that you both came at the same time, which didn't take long, your body arched as soon as he antigated your sweet spot one last time in combination with his nimble fingers. Finally the bed stopped creaking, the sound of skin against skin was replaced by only the sound of rapid breaths and the rustle of moving sheets as Trent got off you and lay down beside you, rubbing his hands against your sides giving you comfort, a sweet kiss being deposited on your forehead. - I love you, my champion. - Y/o snuggled into her boyfriend's chest, returning the kiss on his arm.

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sorry united fans but i had to write this

#football imagine #football smut #black reader #football drabble #football fanfic #trent alexander arnold fanfic

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Fanfic: "He ran his fingers through your hair"

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