Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

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It's Saturday night so that means I'm sitting on the couch watching TV, bored out of my mind, and horny as fuck while my boyfriend Justin's laughter floats all through the house we share as he plays on his computer in the other room, talking to his friends on Skype.

I've attempted several times to catch his attention only to get ignored. All he does is play thise stupid computer games. It does make me feel a little bad, but at this point I'm pretty annoyed by it. I was just gonna to be blunt and let him know how badly I want him to put down the stupid game and just fuck the shit out of me.

With a little huff; I hop off the couch and stride to our bedroom. Two scattered drawers and a few outfit changes later, I walk back out in a pair of yoga pants, no panties, with a pink low cut tank top that I usually wear to work out in. He likes how my boobs practically pop out of the tank top when I'm jogging or exercising. I aim towards the room he's held up in with a little smirk on my face and a huge fantasy in my mind.

He's going to give me what I want whether he likes it or not. It takes no time for me to stride over and stand near his chair. I watch as he pauses a game, the screen showing several popup windows, one moving really fast.