Want Him On My Lap With One Leg Over My Arm And The Other Hanging Off While His Head Is Thrown Back On

want him on my lap with one leg over my arm and the other hanging off while his head is thrown back on my shoulder and hear his moans and whimpers and groans while his hips buck into my fist and his pre leaks from the angry red tip and hear him call for mommy— WHO SAID THAT-?? 😦

I have something to say

*ahem* …Stripper!Geto. That’s all, thank you for your time 🙏🏽

This. THIS.

Sukuna being obsessed with how puffy and big your boobs become when you are on your periods and them becoming sore is just the cherry on top for him. Being the big mean lord he is , intentionally he would pinch your nipples extra hard js to listen you whimper "ngh, kuna hurts a lot". Showing faux sympathy "aww my baby it hurts?". And you being his dumb lover nodding your head prettily and him slapping your sore puffy boobs "I want it to hurt dumb dolly". Making you whine and cry as he keeps on hurting your swollen extra sensitive boobies till tears gather on your lashline just to kiss the pain away from your boobies. What a good boyfriend he is (SCOFF)

○●○●~~~~~♡♡♡REBLOGGING IS APPRECIATED FELLOW KUNA WIFIES ♡♡♡~~~~~○●○●

Thief! - Suguru Geto x Black Reader

-Hours had flown past, you spent all damn day, looking for the usual satin bonnet you’d wear going to sleep or when you didn’t feel like doing your hair.

-Just to find it nicely wrapped on your boyfriend’s head, holding his silky hair nicely. You were kinda jealous that he looked better in it…

-“What? I’m just protecting my hair sweetheart~” He teases, letting you know he’s gonna steal it every night and leave you with your headwraps.

-He’s also stolen your hair products, letting you find your own Cantu shampoo bottle almost done for, most scrunchies gone missing, and even your bristle brushes with his hair tangled in them. It’s gotten to the point where you made him go to the beauty shop to get his own products, the staff let him have it all for free.

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-“See how nice it be with yo’ own stuff?” you tease, snuggling up to him under the covers with your arms around his neck. The scent of cocoa butter lotion making him kiss on your neck.

-“Gotta say dear, you have good taste.” Geto admits, giving you another kiss on your shoulder and a nip while he’s at it. His veiny forearms on your waist, his hands on your plush ass and lightly squeezing.

-Now the twins love his hair even more, the scent of it being so good and the products making it easy to brush through and do any style the twins desired.

-Just to be clear, he’s still stealing your bonnet.

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UGHH i love him sm its not funny 😔 rip our sexy girl dad, you would’ve loved Cantu.

My name is Eman, and I am a mother of three young children. Until recently, we had a home, a life, and a sense of stability in Gaza. I ran a small office, worked hard to provide for my family, and like any mother, I dreamed of a better future for my children.

But everything changed in an instant. The war in Gaza destroyed our home, my office, and my livelihood. In a matter of moments, our lives were turned upside down, and we were forced to flee, leaving behind the only life we knew.

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Now, my children and I are refugees in a new city, trying to find a way to rebuild from nothing. We have lost not just our home and possessions but also our sense of security and hope. My children ask me daily when we can go home, but I have no answer for them. The war has taken everything from us.

I am reaching out for help because I believe in the kindness and generosity of people. With your support, we can start to rebuild our lives. Donations will go towards finding a safe place for my children, securing basic necessities, and eventually, rebuilding a new future for us all.

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Your contribution, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives. Please help us rebuild after this unimaginable loss. Together, we can restore hope for my children and give them the chance to heal and thrive.

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Sincerely,

Eman

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HE WHIMPERS WHEN HES FUCKING YOU

choso gets sensitive easily when he’s pounding you into oblivion, his body flush against yours and trembling. he’s got you spread out for him in missionary, legs wrapped around the small of his back and drawing him impossibly closer.

“more, cho.. fill me up again, please.”

he stops holding his breath, exhaling quickly as his glassy eyes lock onto yours. choso nods, grunting as he adjusts the angle of his hips in an attempt to fuck you deeper.

with stars in your eyes, all your fucked out brain can focus on is just how attractive choso looks, along with how amazing he feels. his soft brown hair tangles around your fingers, sticking to his forehead and flushed cheeks.

“choso, i’m s-so close, baby,” you cry, body twisting beneath him as your cunt clenches uncontrollably.

he slips a large palm beneath your head and cups the crown of your head, pulling you close to him as he leans down, his head at the side of yours.

damp hair brushes against your temple as he groans lowly, chanting your name in a voice that seems to be unraveling.

you rub his back as choso cums, making quiet sounds of pleasure as his cock pulses inside of you, heat filling your whole body.

but he can’t seem to stop himself from whimpering into your ear, needy and mumbling about how he needs some more.

“just one more, p-pretty girl,” choso gasps, “need to see you cum again, please.”