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brothersisterfathermother: Dad likes to share me with his friends and coworkers, and I was so happy that I didn’t have to be the one to bring up the idea. I want to be the center of a gangbang run by Daddy.
chloecumslut: One day I want to be the kind of MILF that’s a total slut for her son’s friends. They’ll sleep over and I’ll run into them in the kitchen while he’s asleep, where I’ll flirt and flatter and pretend to try and hide my huge cleavage.
kerrouac: 1, 2, 3, 4, I wont take no anymore. 5, 6, 7, 8, I want you to be my mate. 1, 2, 3, 4, you’re the one that I adore. 5, 6, 7, 8, don’t run from my cause this is fate.
Whew, that was one hell of a sprint for me.There will be content every day while Im out next week.Im kinda running out of characters here, so if there is anyone else you want to see in one of the dailies, send the request to my inbox and Ill look for
namasteseven: I wanna be the only one that makes you come running…
mcmaishwrites: sswincestiel: gambling-withdesire: superbooked: i want to open a book store that is 24 hours and people can finally go out at like 2am and be like “i just finished the first book in the series i need the next one stat” or if people
dreamiedaddy: If I ever become rich, then one of my goals will be to fund a Littles fashion show. I would pay to fly anyone there for free that wants to participate in the run away.
calgaras: darkfalcon-z: “OMG, OMG! they have like the same hair!” I don’t want to hear that any more, just like “their hair is the same, their personalities must be the same too!” “Oda just run out ideas, I’m dissapointed!”,
marypickfords: But I’m a Cheerleader (1999) 1,2,3,4, I won’t take no anymore. 5,6,7,8 - I want you to be my mate. 1,2,3,4 - you’re the one that I adore. 5,6,7,8 - don’t run from me cause this is fate.
You don't want to hurt me, but see how deep the bullet lies. Unaware that I'm hearing you asunder. There is thunder in our hearts, baby. So much hate for the ones we love? Tell me, we both matter, don't we? You, be running up that hill, you and me, be