𝒹ℯ𝓈𝒾𝓇ℯ𝓈 ౨ৎ 🍼⋆。˚

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     ⊹ ࣪𐙚꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱。⋆ 𝒞ℴ𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀 ‎♡₊˚ 🍰・₊✧

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𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎 26𝓉𝒽 ℳ𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽 2015 | ˚ ༘🐾 ೀ⋆。˚

Jazzyln was a dying corpse practically, the revenge filled my heart with a craving coveting hanker, each passing day i felt more evil and alive, with less guilt buried inside me, every since i started dating tom i haven't been my old self, like i traded my sympathetic decency for a sweet older love.

๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚‧๑˖🍼˖๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚๑˖

"What're you doing baby?" He chuckled watching me straddle him in the glum darkness, a slight breeze peaking through the crack of his bedroom window.

๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚‧๑˖🍼˖๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚๑˖

"Straddling you." I chuckled after him, looking down at his shirtless abs, he looked so delightedly delicious, i could eat him in a heartbeat. I didn't know how to give head though.

๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚‧๑˖🍼˖๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚๑˖

"Yeah i'm not blind darling, i'm asking what's your plan." His left hand holding my hips steadily, the right free hand stroking my hair.

๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚‧๑˖🍼˖๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚๑˖

"Could've asked that instead dumbass." I stuck my bubblegum pink tongue out at him. He put his finger in between my lips not pushing fully.

๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚‧๑˖🍼˖๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚๑˖

"Open up, darling." He commanded me, i did so, gradually opening my mouth. He stuck his index finger in it.

๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚‧๑˖🍼˖๑‧˚꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦︶︶₊꒷꒦˚๑˖

"Suck like a good girl." He encouraged me, i sucked his slim delicate length index not knowing what we were doing. It wasn't sex which was what i wanted.

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