I Want To Have Friends I Can Be Lewd With So Bad. Wanna Give Someone A Handjob On A Couch While They

I want to have friends I can be lewd with so bad. Wanna give someone a handjob on a couch while they lie down and relax after a long day. Or give my bestie head because her vibrator’s battery died and she just can’t sit and wait for it to charge. Changing in the same room with a friend and ending up riding their cock for hours on end, both of us falling asleep together cuddled up with them still inside me. Just casual friends-with-benefits stuff appeals to me so much.

CAILEE SPAENY Hair styled by Bobby Eliot and makeup by Loren Canby for Civil War promo, April 9th 2024

Bree sat at her desk, grading papers to pass the time. Her husband was away on business and her stepson had stayed home with her to make sure she didn't get too lonely. The kid wasn't much younger than her and he was the spitting image of his father at that age. She had spent the previous night with thoughts of him sneaking in here with her on her mind.

She looked up when she heard the door open, looking at the younger man in front of her. "Can I help you with something, Dylan?" She purred, batting her lashes to him.

Dylan often had a hard time accepting that his step-mom wasn't all that much older than him, and gorgeous to boot. He understood, his father was handsome, although older, and wealthy. He had money. But she was the kind of woman Dylan himself wished he could hit on. Sometimes he did, anyways. But he had much more on his mind when he thought of her.

He stood in the doorway, looking over at her. "I just wanted to see what you were up to." He smiled. "I was feeling kind of lonely."

"Sometimes I feel like it's the only thing that keeps me sane." He admitted, eyes glancing over her as she examined him. "You're right." He chuckled. "I'm just a little worried there's some swelling on my...testicles. I think I knicked them a little bit in the accident and I wanna make sure I'm alright and ready for action. If I find myself lucky."

❝ Sometimes you can't always play hero you know. ❞ She stated as her eyes looked to him. A hero meant getting hurt and getting hurt meant the possibility of life and death. ❝ It could have been worse. It's alright to say penis you know. ❞ She smirked with a confident tone. ❝ It's a natural part of the body. ❞ Her fingers slightly went up his boxers on the side that wasn't injured. ❝ I believe it's just a bruise. Ice it to reduce the swelling of the blood but aside from that... you are going to be alright. ❞

me staring off into the void thinking about old rp partners i miss dearly: