So Fine💞

Okay like— yeah people who can squirt hard is hella hot. But what about the gentle squirters? The ones who barely squirt anything out but you made them feel so fucking good, they managed to gently squirt for you..

Now. What about Abby helping her girlfriend— who thought she couldn’t squirt at all, but Abby managed to get her too, just a gentle squirt…

holy shit, this has me fucked up…more then it should

Warning(s): reader is mentioned to having thick thighs and a belly pooch(Sorry, I can’t help myself)lesbian sex, oral sex, squirting, praising, curse words, strap on mentioned, humping, fluff at the end, very slight eating/sharing cum, very slight chocking, dom/sub dynamics (think that’s it?)

I got random horny inspiration to write this last night while high at like 9pm and I proof read this so much…so please avert your eyes to any mistakes that may have lingered…now I’m gonna go back to hiding, love y’all!

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You let out a cry as Abby sucked at your clit, softly rolling her tongue across that sensitive bundle of nerves. Making your thighs tremble around her head, the thickness of your thighs pressed into the sides of Abby’s face, making her eyes roll back and letting out a deep groan as she was surrounded by your scent and heat. She was grinding down against the sheets under her hips, her cunt throbbing at the sounds you were making - the cries of her name, flowing off your tongue like a prayer.

“A-abby-ahh” you moaned. She hummed in response against your puffy clit, the vibrations running up your spine and made you arch your back - while you do this you pulled your legs up a little unknowingly, making Abby dig her blunt nails into your soft thighs. To stop you from pulling away from her mouths assault as she continued to eat you out.

“Please— I can’t- mercy” You begged Abby, digging your fingers into her hair, you had ruined her braid. Strands were pulled from the once beautiful french braid she had done that morning. Now looking like a tangled mess from your clinging hands, pulling and pushing her away indecisively.

She growled as you pushed her away once more, she looked at you with narrowed eyes and suddenly pulled you back down by your hips. Placing her large hand over your stomach to hold you still,”Stay put,” She said in a husky voice, a raspy sound from eating you out for so long. You nodded you head quickly enough to make her chuckle deeply against your pussy, she ran her hand up your chest and grabbed at your tit— squeezing the fat gently, rolling her palm against your breast to massage it.

You sigh and relaxed against the bed, your breathing in deep breaths and letting them flow out softly.

“Good girl.”

You hum as she leaned back down to your sopping core, now that you were relaxed, she can do her fucking job.

Pulling your thighs back around her head, Abby licked at your leaking hole quickly. Lapping up your slick - tasting that sweet salty taste of you. The one taste she always craved, the taste of her sweet girl. She groaned as she grounded her hips just right and snagged at her throbbing clit on the sheets, the sound she let out had you curling your toes and clenching at the blanket.

“Fuuck, Abby,” moaning out her name as your hips jolt up against her mouth - she sucked at the your little button. Pressing down against the bundle of nerves she shook her head side to side quickly, moaning as she felt your hole clench against her chin. She had her drool - mixed together with your cum running down her neck. Her perked nipples were able to rub against the rough bedsheets - as her top half was bare of any clothes, Abby gently rubs her chest on the bed to further stimulate her nipples. She also neglected to wear any underwear, all she had on was her rough black sweats.

You gasp and quickly sit up on your elbows and looked down at Abby, clenching at the bed sheets as you felt a strange urge to pee. You pull your thighs up, trying to free yourself. Making Abby growl out and pull your back down, she knew you were about to cum, she could tell by the quickened pace of your breathes; taking quick inhales and exhales. Abby looked up at you, her eyes were black with lust, that beautiful blue you knew was gone.

You shook your head, pulling your legs up weakly once more and tried to talk again,”A-abby, ‘m gonna pee,” you managed to gently say. Nodding her head, Abby hummed around your clit, her hand letting go of your breast and resting it on your lower belly— pressing down against the little pooch there, gently squeezing at the fat and digging her nails into it; marking your skin with crescent indents. You roll your hips and quickly grab at her hand - holding it against you to help ground yourself. You stretch your legs out a little as they tremble around Abby’s head.

And then— the damn finally busted.

You held your breath as your body locked up, you felt this sudden warmth run over your cunt, making you shake— and quietly whimper. It felt like this warm release leaving your body, and the only thing that was grounding you was your hold on your lovers hand. Abby gasped and her eyes widen, feeling that warmth of your sweet nectar gently gushing onto her tongue. She groaned against your wet pussy, her tongue cupping it to catch as much of your cum as she could.

“Fuck, knew you had it in there.” Abby cursed out, pulling away to rub at your puffy clit, watching the wetness wet your trembling thighs. Sticking her tongue back out to catch the droplets of liquid, she grinned as she saw your eyes roll back and you chest heaved with heavy breathes. Leaning your head back to bask in the feeling of cumming, you cried out as you felt Abby lean back down and place a kiss on your pussy. Sucking your clit into her mouth and letting it go with a pop, she did these two things a few times. Switching back and forth between them.

Kissing. Sucking, kissing. Sucking.

Dragging her large calloused hands up your waist, Abby used her strength to pull you down by your hips, she then propped herself up onto her elbows and dived her face deep into your cunt, her nose rubbing up against your clit— bumping into it as she drank up as much as she could from you.

You dropped down onto your back and arched as your hands fly down to grip at Abby distraught hair. Moaning as you roll your hips to ride your high for as long as you could— that pressure you had felt has finally lifted off your sensitive bladder after you came. You tug at Abby’s hair, trying to pull her up so you could kiss her. She slowly followed your lead, placing kisses across your body the further up she went— leaving behind faint wet marks from her lips before she finally met your greedy mouth.

You tangle your hand in her hair as you kiss her, Abby was sharing your cum with you, that salty tang that was so familiar to you. Your teeth clacking together as you and Abby fight for dominance, Abby winning when she places her hand over your neck and gently squeezes it, cutting off some of your air. You whimper, tilting your chin up a little and you wrapping legs around her waist to pull her hips down onto your own. The sudden weight of her hips landing down on your cunt made you gasp against her lips and push your chest up into hers.

Gripping at her hair even tighter as you felt Abby begin to hump her hips against yours. Acting like she was fucking you with her pink strap-on, her hold on your neck got a little tighter the harder she rocked her hips into yours. Abby pulled away from your lips to breath - she kissed around your face, her warm breaths running across your skin and giving you goosebumps. Her arm that was holding her up was flexing and bulged out, she then began to gently whisper soft praises at you.

“My good girl, came so hard for me.”

“I’m so so proud of you baby.”

“Made me cum in my sweats, Sweet girl.”

And after that, you barely remember any after care, as you were dosing in and out of sleep, but Abby had bathed you both and helped you brush your teeth before rubbing lotion into your skin and quickly getting you into bed.

You were so tried and out of it that you forgot to get Abby off, which was something you took seriously because she was never treated properly like that, getting to cum by someone else’s hand. But while Abby was humping you, she managed to cum as well with the help of the rough texture of her sweats rubbing up against her large clit and the constant thudding of your hips. You both went to sleep happy and sated that night.

…

You sigh as you stretch out, your body aches in such a sweet way, you always loved the morning after with Abby; you both would sleep in and stay in bed all day just holding each other and sharing kisses under the blanket.

Turning your head away from the bright sun gleaming in through the window and into your bedroom - though you weren’t gonna complain to much as you have a beautiful view over looking the stadium thanks to Abby’s solider status and to your nursing skills.

You sigh out once more before you tried to roll over but felt something holding you back, you drowsily look down to your waist and see Abby’s arm is wrapped around it. She was actually awake but her eyes were shut, she was still feeling sleepy and she just wanted to lay in the warm morning sun while holding her lover - basking in the warmth running through her body, she felt full of love.

You look at her handsome face, seeing all the freckles were the sun kissed her a little to much lately and the white scar on her cheek, tracing it with your eyes before your gaze fell onto her full lips, the adorable pout she always seemed to have. You lean down and gently capture her lips with your own, she didn’t kiss back, but you could feel her grin grow as you kissed her.

Pulling away you saw Abby was still feigning sleep, so you leaned up and kissed her forehead next,“Good morning love,” you whisper quietly, knowing that nickname would raise her— she loved that nickname..

Abby finally opened her eyes and stared at you sleepily, her blue eyes twinkling in the morning sun, though she wasn’t smiling - her eyes were. Her hair was free of the tangled braid from last night and was flowing across her pillow like a honey colored halo. She pulled you down next to her suddenly— making you gasp soft and giggle quietly as you cuddle up to her. She kisses your forehead and rubs your back gently as she whispers in a groggy morning voice,”I love you Pumpkin.”

You bite your lower lip as you feel yourself smiling like a goof at her heartfelt words that were as warm as the morning sun.

“I love you too Abby.”

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I didn’t have to add the fluff at the end buuut…

yes I did.

My man( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

nerd!choso who is so unknown at school that people go, “who?” when he’s mentioned. you’re pretty sure that only five people knew who he even was.

nerd!choso who is most definitely the president of some club like chess or dead poets society. he saw you at the club fair and fell in love

he thinks he went to heaven when you approach his table at club rush. yuji, although not in chess, was helping choso recruit people since his poor brother was too shy to talk to anyone. you go up to your friend yuji, making small talk with him.

“i’ve never played chess, yuji”, you giggled

“my brother can teach you!”

you glanced over at choso, not even noticing him at first. he was.. pretty. not pretty as in a way your friends would giggle at you when they saw you in a new outfit, not pretty as in the comments you got under your instagram post, but he was a natural beauty.

yuji had to snap you out of it. of course he noticed though, the way you two looked at each other.

nerd!choso who teaches you how to play chess, not letting the two other members of the small club play with you.

nerd!choso who helps you study, helps you carry textbooks, and helps you with midterms and any exams you have.

nerd!choso who has a nosebleed when you give him a small peck on the cheek when he finally confesses to you after months of pining for you.

you two had been studying in his dorm, comfortable with each other as your head was leaning against his shoulder as you two relished in each other’s presence.

“i like you.”

“oh! i like you t—“

“no. i like you.”

you turn to him. a small smile creeping onto your face. you didn’t say anything, only pressing a short kiss on his cheek. he immediately freezes up, his hands turning clammy and sweaty.

“i—uh..”

then, a trickle of blood comes from his nose, dripping onto his cupid’s bow.

“oh my god, cho!”, you gasped as you jump up, running to grab a tissue from his nightstand where he also kept a picture of you two and a bottle of lotion

you leaned in, wiping his nose attentively. as you chide and nurse him while mumbling, choso can’t help but stare down to take a peep at your tank top. he could see the valley of your boobs and the top of your bra. he choked, letting out a startled gasp before his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

he knocked out cold on the spot

nerd!choso who keeps a special picture of you in his wallet. he’ll be at his chess club meetings, at lectures, out with his family, and he keeps a hand on his wallet, knowing you’re in there.

the picture was a polaroid he took with your camera, your eyes were just out of frame but he could see a portion of your fucked out face, his cum dripping from your mouth and splattered on your cheeks. you were completely naked and sprawled out on his bed in his childhood home

it was almost funny how a hot goddess of a girl was naked, covered in his cum, and sprawled out, pussy on display on his old lego ninjago bedsheets.

nerd!choso who dedicates every single one of his orgasms to you. if you were with him, he’d find a way to cum inside you. in your mouth or your pussy, he’s find a way inside. of course, he’d also opt for cumming on your tits or on your face, he wasn’t greedy. but what he really wants, is to cum inside your cute little ass! he’s too shy to ask, of course, but the day would come eventually

if you weren’t here though, he’d pull up his personal secret album for you, filled photos and videos with shots of under your skirt, through the crack of your bedroom, from your window, when you just walking around with a tank top. he loved it all.

but his favorites were videos you’d allowed him to take while he was fucking you from the back or in missionary. he loved watching them on repeat, never getting bored of them. after a while, he gained the courage to show you as well.

you checked your phone to see a notification from your boyfriend and gasped when you opened it.

it was an image of the picture he kept of you beside his bed, covered in his semen. in the corner of the photo was his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock.

‘i miss you 🖤’

try it on (+ ai audios)

a/n: girl. i know ive only posted smut so far but i promise i have 2 fluff coming + a req. req are open beeteedubs >:) sorry if the audios are fucky wucky, i just learned to use the program. requests are open n encouraged :D

-content/warnings: 782 words, semipublic sex in a fitting room, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), kinda bratty/annoyed!r, ellie is way too cocky lmao, my slight hand kink showing, gn reader but has a pussy

Ellie Williams knew she was hot- the hungry look girls gave her as she walked past was proof enough. She knew her veiny arms drove her hookups crazy, knew her slim fingers hit all the spots to make someone shudder, and knew her hair pulled back into that signature half-up was perfect for gripping as she dug her face in a pussy.

And because Ellie knew she was attractive, she knew there were certain things she could get away with. Ever the witty and observant one, she could manipulate her actions in a way to get you riled up in record time, and it pissed you the hell off. Especially when she would utilize this skill during the most inconvenient of times.

You really just wanted to have a nice mall day with her. Walk around, window shop, pick up some trinkets, and maybe grab some Wetzel's Pretzels if you were feeling risqué. But no, Ellie had to insist that she wanted to spoil you by buying a new lingerie set.

"Babe, c'mon, I just got my paycheck. Let me blow some cash on you, yeah?" She stretches her arms in front of her, interlocking her fingers as she shamelessly showed off her lean build. Slut.

You roll your eyes. "You're the worst with money management."

"Well, I'm doing it anyways. So come with me or don't." You know she's not kidding. Might as well go help her out, right?

All it took was one lacy, forest-green set to drive her nuts. Ellie man-spreads on the dressing room bench, all but eye-fucking you. She stands and comes up behind you, purring compliments into your ear, hands roaming your body: caressing, squeezing, pushing your legs apart. Her breath is hot on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

"Babe", she sighs, "Look at you. You look like a fuckin' angel, you know?" Her teeth graze the crook of your neck as you attempt to shoot her a dirty look.

"Don't even. Not right now." Even as you weakly protest, her hand trails to your inner thigh and traces soft patterns into your sensitive skin.

That was how you ended up leaning against the door of a Victoria's Secret fitting room. The door shook violently with every tremble of your body despite your best efforts to be as subtle as possible. Your right leg was hooked over Ellie's shoulder as she crooked her fingers inside you. You bit your hand to stop from making noise.

Ellie looks up at you with the most infuriating grin, as if to say I knew you couldn't resist me. You roll your eyes but don't say anything. She's already down there, so she might as well make herself useful.

She sees your little eye roll and pulls out, shoving her fingers back in harshly, the base of her palm coming into contact with your clit as you hold back a scream. "Hate that bratty attitude of yours." She mutters.

"Says you!" You hiss.

The dressing room is deathly silent apart from the soulless corporate music over the loudspeakers, so if someone listened closely, past the electronic squeaking of The Chainsmokers, they'd hear the repeated slapping of Ellie's fingers against your skin.

Her thumb rubs your clit as she thrusts at a nearly inhuman pace, and your eyes roll back into your head. You leave bite marks on your hand. Ellie's stupid, arrogant, sexy face grins up at you, slightly flushed and eyes glinting in the harsh fluorescents. With no warning, she pulls the leg hooked over her shoulder closer, shoving your pussy in her face and kitten-licking your clit, sending you over the edge.

You can't hold back the animalistic moan that comes from the back of your throat, and Ellie slaps her free hand over your mouth, slyly smiling up at you as she fucks you through your orgasm. You try to shove her away, overstimulated, but her grip on your thigh tightens.

"Stop, 'm cleaning you up."

You groan, holding her stupid little bun as she continues. When she finally pulls away and your leg comes off her shoulder, it's asleep, thousands of little pinpricks across your thigh. She gives a gentle kiss to your forehead and chuckles as you limp to take off the lingerie set and shuffle on your clothes.

"Aw, did I blow your back out?"

"No, Ellie, my leg is asleep. Asshole." She smacks your ass and picks up the now-crumpled underwear.

You sigh and unlock the stall door, Ellie trailing behind you. When you get to the front of the dressing room, the employee smiles brightly, asking, "Did everything work out?"

Your eyes flicker to Ellie's stupid smirk because you just know she's gonna say something stupid.

You're right.

"Yeah, I think this one's a keeper."

I be they wife in heartbeat if they cause who gonna fat them up when they come home (✿ ♥‿♥)(✿ ♥‿♥)( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

(more of poly 141 x roommate reader bc i got enabled: surprising them when they return home)

The aroma of roasted garlic and thyme filled the apartment, and along with it your voice as you fluttered about the kitchen while music played from your phone. You placed plates of perfectly golden roast chicken, mashed potatoes and roasted vegetables on the dining table beside bowls of creamy mushroom soup and a fresh salad and freshly baked bread.

You would never regret that cooking course you picked up. Everything just looked so… perfect. And that was without mentioning the apple pie and chocolate cake you’d also made, set aside on cute little cake pedestals you’d recently bought.

You smoothed the fabric of your skirt, picking up your phone to check on the time; they’d arrive home any moment now and you couldn’t wait to see their reactions. You’d been planning this dinner since yesterday, when Kate Laswell had called to let you know your roommates would be home today after months of being away on a mission so you could prepare this surprise for them.

You’d promised to send her and her lovely wife a big, big portion just for helping you like that. You always get worried when they take this long, but Kate tried her best to keep you up to date about them whenever they had to be no-contact with you.

The sound of the front door unlocking made your pulse quicken, and you hurried to the entryway, a bright smile on your face. You’d made sure even the candles you and Gaz like to collect were lit up, bathing the apartment in a soft golden light.

“Surprise!” you called, spreading your arms as they stepped inside, grin wide and proud.

For a moment, they stood frozen, tired eyes sweeping over the sight of you and the glowing apartment and the lovely smell of a big, warm dinner. Price was the first to move, dropping his bag and crossing the room in several long strides. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a firm embrace, and you melted against him right away, breathing in the familiar scent of him- smoke, leather, and something uniquely John.

“Hi!” You chirped again, patting his back.

“You’ve outdone yourself, love.” he murmured instead of a proper greeting, voice thick with gratitude.

Soap was next, scooping you into a hug so enthusiastic it lifted you off your feet right after John let you go. “Missed ya, lass,” he said, his grin bright despite the weariness in his eyes. “Look at ya, a sight fo’ sore eyes!”

“Put me down, MacTavish!”

Gaz kissed your cheek the second Johnny obeyed, his hand lingering on your shoulder. “You didn’t have to do all this, darling.” he said softly, though the way he looked at you made it clear he appreciated every bit of it.

Ghost, towering behind them, stood silently for a moment. His eyes roamed over you, taking in the nervous smile tugging at your lips. Without a word, he stepped forward and pulled you into his chest, one large hand cradling the back of your head.

“Perfect girl, thank you.” he muttered, so low you barely heard it. But you did feel it rumble through his body.

You laughed, stepping back and gesturing toward the table. You had to know what they thought of it. “Go wash up. Dinner’s ready.”.

Johnny piled his plate high, moaning exaggeratedly at every bite and making you laugh until your sides hurt. Gaz teased him about his lack of table manners while sneaking extra bread rolls for himself. Price, ever the gentleman, made sure your plate was full before his own, and Simon quietly made his way through two full helpings even, the corner of his mouth twitching into the faintest smile when you nudged him to try the mushroom sauce.

Oh yes, you cooked. In more ways than one. You were so very proud of yourself, felt like you’d blow up like a balloon if they complimented you any more.

“This is the best meal I’ve had in months,” Johnny declared at last, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied sigh and patting his stomach. He turned to you, gently caressing his knuckles across your full cheeks. “Thank ya, lass. Truly an angel.”

“You’ve ruined me for army food forever,” Kyle added, humming as he bit into another spoonful, smiling at your giggles. “Whatever next mission we’ll have is so going to suck, by the way. I mean it.”

Price reached over, covering your hand with his. “You didn’t have to do all this, love, but I’m damn glad you did,” he said, his thumb brushing against your knuckles. His mustache twitched, and he smiled at you. “Kyle’s right, though.”

Simon didn’t speak much, but the way his gaze lingered on you, warm and heavy, spoke volumes. You’d already learned how to decipher his little looks, anyways.

As the evening wound down and they cleaned the kicthen, then went to rest in the living room, you brought out the second surprises: the chocolate cake and apple pie, earning a round of groans and cheers. They insisted on helping with the second round of dishes, but you waved them off, laughing.

“Go relax,” you said, shooing them toward the living room. “This is my treat for you. You were supposed to be relaxing today!”

Though you didn’t notice the way they watched you as you moved about the kitchen.

When you finally joined them, changing into something more comfortable, you curl up on the couch tucked against Simon’s warm side and his arm drape around your shoulders almost instinctively. Soap stretched out across the floor, his head resting on a pillow near your feet, while Kyle sat on the other side of you, casually brushing his hand against yours.

It didn’t take much before you were dozing off, their quiet congestion washing over you as a soothing ambiance. You relaxed even further when you were shifted to lay fully against Simon while Kyle put your feet on his lap and began massaging your calves.

John stood by the balcony, his cigar glowing faintly in the dim light. He looked at you, surrounded by them, and something in his chest loosened.

You were too good for them, truly. Such a lovely, perfect sweetheart. But he also just- couldn’t stand the idea of you being with anyone else. Never.

So he wouldn’t entertain that thought. You were perfect as you were now; just a bit more time, and they’d tell you right out how much they want you in every possible way.

Though he didn’t imagine it’d be that hard, anyways. You already acted like their perfect little wife.

can i add to tummy lover abby and say she goes insane for the bulge of her strap poking through your lower tummy ?!

ur right!!! I will say rn if ur a bigger girl, she needs either a bigger strap or to go harder so the tummy bulge really really shows. luckily, she fucking delivers n does both.

she has u on her back, on leg hiked up on her shoulder so she can kiss ur ankle n calf, the other splayed out on the bed n shaking bc holy fuck she's so deep. ur tits are jiggling n so is ur tummy n abby is fucking lightheaded bc she loves u so much ur so hot n she gets to see u like this???? a fuckin dream man

n then. the lil lightbulb goes off. she grabs ur other leg n hikes it up on her shoulder, basically folding u in half n pushing in so fucking deep that the tears just Start. ur crying n whining n squealing with each thrust, n abby is just fucking mesmerized bc right there. ur lower tummy. she can see herself. she can fucking see the tummy bulge n it drives her insane, so she goes even harder, taking one of her hands n pressing against it, pushing it into that gushy lil spot inside u, moaning as u squeal even louder n kick ur legs, cumming around her strap n leaving the prettiest, stickiest, white ring around her strap but she's not fuckign stopping. not when she has you like this.

ur definitely not walking straight, if at all, for the next 48 hours, hope u like bed rest baby. im literally gonna go scream into my pillow.

That’s my Man ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Gaz with piercings please!! 😩💎✨

ellie with a breeding kink omgomgomgomg

ellie grunting like an animal with every harsh thrust, slamming the fat of her thighs against your ass, with you laying on the bed, pretty face squished into a plush pillow and her hand forcefully gripping your hair, she whisperes to you “gonna, fuck – gonna get you fucking pregnant” borderline delusional and pussydrunk, fervent hisses and unrestrained moans, telling you shes going to fill you up so good - “gonna make you my fucking bitch” when your moan deepens, and she feels you practically clench around her, she realizes how much you like it, so she quickens her pace, effortlessly gliding in and out, the sounds of your cunt gushing around her strap making the familiar knot in your stomach tighten up. y’gnna be my pretty little housewife? gonna beg me to fuck you every day? yeah?” & shes all delirious and hot everywhere and tells you “be fucking useful and take my fucking cum” “wan’ my fucking kid?” and youre babbling “yesyesyes ellie please please”, shes so turned on and whispers “knew youd fucking like that – shitttt” and before she cums from how pretty u sound and how nasty u are for her she tells you shes gonna fill you up so good and slaps the strap on your slit while rubbing her clit with the base of it <3333 she truly wishes she could cum inside so bad, so she takes her slick and rubs it on your cunt, sliding it in and out with her fingers till youre a whimpering, overstimulated mess.

after youre done and youre laying on her chest, slowly dozing off, shed say “you know i meant that, right?”

My babymama’s y’all they just so breathtaking ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

BOOMHAHAHAHAHAH

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