WARNINGS: Smut. Praise kink, slut kink, strap on, gagging kink, cursing, bdsm, orgasm denial, slight hitting, sucking on fingers, hardcore style, choking kink and prob more.
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"Hot." I said while checking myself out in the mirror.
I was half way ready for a massive party that was being thrown tonight, and I put on some casual wear. I didn't want to be over dressed and seem like a slut that any guy could just have. Been there, done that. Awful experience.
I threw together some clothes in my wardrobe and matched them up to look nice together.
(Just choose any out of these)
I checked myself out once more before I put on my shoes and left, I had hoped Lizzie would be there as she loved to party. I couldn't understand what feelings I had towards her, but she made me feel nervous. I got into my car and drove off thinking about her.
I wonder what will happen tonight, will Lizzie show? Will she talk to me? Will she judge me for my outfit? All these thoughts had me worry over someone that I didn't even talk to much. Sure we've glanced at each other, asked for favours and I think I once caught her checking me out. I suddenly got butterflies in my stomach, god this woman.
I pulled up in front of a modern 2 story house, it had a double door with plants standing next to it. It was a black and grey texture that had pillars supporting it. I admired the building as I made my way to the doors, I walked up into the house, passing people with drinks In their hands minding their own business.
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SMUT BOOK OF MILFS | Imagines | Slow updates
FanfictionSome smutty books for all y'all horny bitches. Y/n = Girl Character. Who I have done: Billie Eilish x5 Lady Lesso x3 Sandra Bullock Elizabeth Olsen Robin Buckley Wanda Maximoff May be some slow ass updates. NOT TAKING ANY REQUESTS, YET ANYWAYS.