sorry guys, the horrors caught up to me and now I've fallen severely ill- I have a debilitating headache and can't look at any screen for longer than five minutes. No Grumbo today. I was gonna make yesterday's too, but again... The horrors. I'll see if I can catch up tomorrow, but I can't promise anything.
that's what you get for being a silly little disabled guy ! sighs. goodnight!
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peter who tells you to just breathe
peter’s big, in multiple senses of the word. you both know this. he’s tall, and he’s buff, and, you know, he’s hung. . so it’s a process when you want him and he wants you, even if it hasn’t been that long.
kissing on the couch ends up with you bent over said couch, cause why walk stumble to the bedroom between kisses and touches and grabs when peter’s mumbling between one kiss and tug of clothes and another “couch, darlin’, right here’s good, anywhere’s good” and you oblige, kissing him again before you turn around and arch your back pretty how he likes it, jolting a little when you feel his hands ghost up the backs of your thighs
and yeah, foreplay helps— one, two, three of his fingers sliding slow and smooth inside you while he reaches under you to tease your clit— but he’s still big, and you can only take so much foreplay before you’re pushing back on him and throwing all caution to the wind. “just put it in,” you’re begging, and quill knows it’s gonna take a while to actually do what you said but at this point, fuck it.
he wastes no time, wraps his hand around his cock and taps his fat tip against your wet cunt, and pushes in just a little. you tense up, and he’s rubbing up and down your back and kneading your sides, humming “you got it, darlin’, you always do.”
and you know you do, but fuck, he’s big.
but he encourages you, whispers “just breathe, baby, le’me in.”
with deep breathes and peter’s hand snaking under you to play gently with your clit, he sliiidess in just a little more, praising you— "look at you, my perfect girl, takin' me so good."
he keeps praising you with every slide of his cock deeper inside you, his sweet tongue never growing short of words to help you. "almost there, pretty, you almost got it" and "you got it, star, know how good you can take it."
and when you close the gap yourself, push back onto him until your ass meets his hips, he's groaning softly as he watches your cunt swallow him up.
"'m all the way in," he tells you. "looked so pretty lettin' me stretch you open."
it takes a minute for you to tell him "move, baby, please", but it's not long until he's pulling out to slide right back in and you're moving back on him, listening to his slurred praises mix with your pretty moans and whines.
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Happy Gasa4 Anniversary!!!
(i can be late 4 u guys but not 4 me in brazil)
Another anniversary dat u guyz gonna have spray paint!!! :D
da image quality is so bad, if u want to see it on game my profile is open :> (somebody griefed but i hided them, do da same so u can see it well ^^)
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[Sometimes you make me have this thing, it's strong and i know is deeply inside of me,i wish i know how to say it properly but more i think it's more I get lost on you,i don't... know and I no longer care how it works or if it even should, I know that somehow deep down you make me feel this weird way you feel too and and it's desperate, your personality,Your Thoughts,Your stupid way of being,how an idiot like you with those pure eyes manages to capture me like that?, it's not fair,you're just so...damn.So so damned that i strangely adore it]
"Ahh- Sai-sai you have been looking me for 10 minutes now-"
"[...]"
"Did i...do something bad?"
"[...]"
"so you're..not answering?"
"No"
"..."
"..."
"waIT WHY IT'S YOUR FACE SO RE-"
"[Fuck you.]"
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