reblog to give the person you rb'd from a nice warm cup of motivation to get through the day
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im surviving the horrors simply b/c i have a very large drinky
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The real MVP of the Heartstopper preview was this goddess sipping on her drink
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March 9, 2024 - Jeddah, Saudi Arabia
Source: Peter Fox - Formula 1/Formula 1 via Getty Images
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MEGACON ORLANDO Jedi double feature after party feat. Blue bantha milk 🥛 courtesy of @barmadumet
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i love the thumbnail of this vod like hes at universal Just hanging out, sipping his minion drink, all alone
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“When tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things...” ~Muriel Barbery
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‘She’s fine she’s just occupied’ has a lot of different connotations when possession is on table. Nice little choice of phrasing there.
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suwon autism swag so real
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Head empty only thinking of Solomon eating you out...
He's got you push up on a desk, skirt pushed up to your tummy, your thighs around his head, resting on his cheeks. You're well aware anyone could walk by and see you two, but you're so, so horny for this, after putting up with Solomon's teasing all day, you don't even care if Lucifer saw the two of you.
He's messy. He drinks you and your wetness like it's the best thing he's ever tasted in all three Realms combined. His hands are gripping your thighs, almost desperately, keeping you closed and clenched around his head, bruises blossoming underneath pale fingertips. His tongue is absolutely a gift from someone, you can't tell if it's from Heaven or Hell, because the way it swirls around your clit is both euphoric and tantalizing.
The way he licks you, updown updown updown on your clit, teasing the sides of your labia, down to your hole, where he licks around it until you're begging him to just put it in, you need to feel his tongue in you...!
Your hands grip his white locks, nails running through his hair lovingly, and pulling not so lovingly when he teases your pussy too much and you tense up, clutching at his hair like it's your lifeline back to reality. The way he keeps flitting his eyes between meeting yours and watching your pussy get wetter and wetter makes you feel hot, a heat that intensifies when he presses his face harder against your cunt, like he's hungry for it, hungry for your sweet cum.
He drinks it. All of it. Licks it off you like a cat with cream.
And then he pulls back after you cum with that frusterating smirk you want to wipe off his face by riding him until he forgets how to make that expression.
"So," he says, a little too joyfully, "how'd I do?"
You throw his textbook at him.
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