Laws. || H.S.

Laws. || H.S.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Dec 19, 2016
"Get your ugly foot out of my face you asshole! It smells like your greasy hair!" I yelled as he shoved his socked foot in my face, his hands holding onto my feet and arms as I tried to thrash out of his grip. "Says the one who hasn't showered in six days!" he countered back even though he knew he never let me use the bathroom ever, his big toe now inside of my nostril as I gagged and screamed, wanting nothing more than to hit his stupid face. "You know what?! Suck my tuna smellin' pussy you bitch!" I screamed before flipping us over and sitting on his face, muffling his yells and threats. Yeah, that's right, kiss my ass, hoe.
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"You've worn makeup plenty," you said. "Haven't they ever taken it off you before?" "Not like this," he murmured. Your wrists tickled his nose and he hardly dared to breathe in case it threw off the tender, careful way you were touching him. "There we go," you cooed. "That's much better." "Can I open?" "Not yet. Just a couple seconds more." "Did you get a new perfume?" Harry asked. "Hmm?" "S'just...." Christ, how was he going to get a foot like that out of his mouth? "Y'smell nice or summat." You didn't say anything and again heat bloomed in his face."Probably my moisturizer," you said. Was it him or were you breathless? "Don't move."

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