Dope Crisis
fucka
Dope Crisis
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angolaworld19:

Oiiii
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mysasabihin:

Craving

A chest to press my forehead againstA warm scent to deeply inhaleI need Soft stringy hair to stroke and tugA big cool palm on my thighI desire to feel the misty dirty talk in my ear I dare to stare back into your dominating gaze without giving inWhile giving intoYour forceYour pressureYour sexHonestly love, I crave you.
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now-youre-cool:

"If I’m not his only one, then he’s not the one."
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entertainmentweekly:

So yeah: This happened.