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ecstasysemen · 1 day
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im tellin ya doc. imp boy pussy is different
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cocorockstarr · 6 months
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389 · 8 months
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Tears of Dreams Ketamine Jersey
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louiewrites · 29 days
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warnings; steve is desperate, cunnilingus, dacryphilia, blowjobs, unprotected sex, just steve being a messy boy
a/n; thank you @jealousjersey for helping me write this while my phone was dead <3 also, part 2? lmk!!!
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loser!steve who definitely almost cums when you look him in the eyes just right
loser!steve who gets worked up over just your arm brushing against his
loser!steve who likes to let u ride him with his glasses on <3
loser!steve who's glasses fog up during sex and he acts like he doesn't care
loser!steve who asks to eat you out, begs like you're the last meal on earth
loser!steve who then genuinely eats you like you actually are the last meal on earth, slobbering and making a mess all over you and his chin
loser!steve who gets teary eyed when he's about to cum, apologizing for cumming so early :(
loser!steve who loves to creampie you, even shoving his shaky fingers back into your cunt to keep it there
loser!steve who gets a little rough, leaving bite marks and hickeys all over you, only to regret them because he knows you have work in the morning
loser!steve who gets worked up in public when you wear your pretty sundress, blushing and looking away from you cause he's nervous
loser!steve who isn't good with eye contact, so you gotta rough him up and give him a little slap to keep his eye on you while you're riding him
loser!steve who whimpers and whines so pretty for you while you're on your knees, his cock in your mouth
loser!steve who bucks his hips up into your mouth, apologizing and crying cause he wants to be good for you :(
unpopular opinion but loser!steve who has a big dick, but doesn't exactly know how to use it so you have to teach him what feels good...
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lobsteritus · 7 months
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New character concepts: Benton & Jersey!
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winguontheweb · 8 months
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Amazing Marsha comm from @frogbians!! just LOOK at her precious smile,,,, she's so excited
thanks again for the AMAZING work 💙💙💙
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leeseechkeens · 1 year
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I made a meme today in gartic
It’s called Jersey
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plushieanimals · 1 year
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Jersey the Cow Ty classics 🐄
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shelovesplants · 1 year
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Sound of the sea 🌊 💙
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taylorxo-99 · 3 months
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It’s cold in Jersey.🥶
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ecstasysemen · 10 days
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touched up on old jersey doodle
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zegalba · 2 years
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Rick Owens: single twist jersey tee (1999)
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taski-guru · 4 months
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Let her bake a sweet memory for you.
A taste of history, heh. 🥐 🍩 🍞 🥞🥯🥨
YCH commission for sirhcx
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skinskisurf · 2 months
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louiewrites · 28 days
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synopsis; Mr. Harrington is married. You know that. You just cant help yourself.
warnings; slapping, degration, creampie, aftercare, steve is mean, adultery, fingering, unprotected sex.
a/n; wrote this in like an hr forgive me. feedback appreciated. <3
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The sounds that left your lips were downright sinful. It was all sinful truly; you knew he had a wife. It was common knowledge that Mr. Harrington had a wife, but that only encouraged you further. 
Once his lips touched yours, every thought of his family left both of your minds. Once your hands touched his skin, all sense of morality escaped your bodies.
Steve’s hand was around your throat, thumbs pressing deliciously into your soft skin as he kissed you deeply. His fingers were knuckle deep into your sopping cunt and thrusting with vigor, and you couldn’t stop the constricted whines that escaped you. 
“You like that, don’t you, sweetheart?” Steve’s voice was teasing, demeaning, almost. It made your head spin. “Yes, yes, sir.” You sounded so desperate as your hand reached down to his wrist, doing whatever you could to just keep his hands right there. You clenched your eyes tight, your mouth slacked open as you chased your release.
Warm, wet lips kissed your cheek. “So beautiful, baby.” The words made your walls flutter around his fingers, a whimper escaping you. Your back arched as your fingernails dug into his wrist, your pussy steadily convulsing around his fingers.
Suddenly he let go of your neck, and his fingers came to a halt. A choked sound left you as your eyes snapped open, only to be met with Steve’s face, red cheeks, and his eyebrow raised.
Slap!
Your cheek received a harsh slap, and tears began to gather in your eyes. Steve’s hand gripped your jaw, turning your face to him. “Do you know what I risk doing this with you? Or are you too much of a slut to know that? Hm? Who’s pussy is this?” He landed a slap onto your cunt, your legs instinctively trying to close on him.
“Yours, sir! All yours, please, I’m all yours!” The words came out in a rambled, choked sob. “I like the sound of that. All mine.” He was unbuckling his jeans quickly, pushing them and his briefs down to the floor. He pulled his shirt off as well, while you squirmed and sniffled on your spot in the bed. 
Seeing his cock, red and leaking, had your mouth watering. Steve’s hair brushed against your cheek as he crawled up to you, slotting perfectly between your thighs and leaning down to your ear. “You’re mine, honey. All mine, understand?” His hand guided his cock to your entrance, and he sank into you once he finished his sentence. You nodded, hands coming up to his shoulders, fingernails digging into the pale skin. Your legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his cheeks as a means to make him go faster. 
His firm arms held him up as he let out a groan, your cunt being absolute heaven to him. The sounds you made were music to his ears, and he’d give everything to hear them all the time. Every moan, whine, and whimper you let out was embedded in his mind like a life lesson. 
“Sir, please, move.” At the sound of your voice, he sat up on his knees, gripping your ankles and pushing them as close to you as they would go, bending you in half. His wedding band dug into your skin, reminding you instantly of what you were doing. But you didn’t care. “So fucking greedy.” Finally, his hips moved back, quickly snapping forward, his skin hitting yours with a delicious sting. Your eyes rolled back, hands gripping his arms. 
Steve showed no mercy as he started thrusting into you like his life depended on it, sweat starting to trickle down his forehead. The sweat made his hair stick to his skin, the sight alone enough to fuel a wet dream. “So good, sir, so good.” your words were almost incomprehensible, but Steve understood. He always did. 
With every thrust he delivered, you could feel your release getting closer and closer. “Gonna cum so soon, baby? Embarrassing.” He seethed, his right hand traveling up to your jaw once again, gripping it in his hand. “Nuh uh, look at me.” Your eyes opened, staring into his as your toes curled from pleasure, obscenity’s spilling from your mouth.
Tears were still continuously trailing down your warm cheeks, your eyes staring into his as your release crashed down on you, your cunt clenching around him and your legs trembling. He broke eye contact this time, a guttural groan of your name leaving his mouth, before he leaned over you on his elbows. Soft lips crashed against yours and he thrusted one, two, three, more times before he stilled, cumming inside of you. 
The kiss swallowed up every moan that came from either of you. It was beautiful, truly. Once he pulled away from the kiss for air, finally getting a good look at him. His lips were red and slick with spit, his hair was damp with sweat, and his eyes held nothing but love. Your hands got lost in his hair, scratching his scalp as he regained his normal breathing. His body dropped into yours, nuzzling his head into your warm, sweaty skin as he basked in the feeling of euphoria. 
Eventually, he pulled out of you, grinning at the sight of his cum leaking out of your cunt. “Lemme clean you up.” He hauled himself to the bathroom, taking some time to clean himself up, and then he walked back into the room, a wet washcloth in hand. Your body was laid out, just how he left you, but you were breathing shallowly, nearly overcome by sleep.
Steve couldn’t help but get butterflies. You were stunning. He cleaned you up before slipping a shirt from your closet over your head, then he gently tucked you in. He put his clothes back on before turning to look at you one last time. “Sweet dreams. I love you, sweetheart.”
You knew he had a family to get home to. You knew the consequences of this. A part of you hurt, wished he could be yours only. But in moments like this, you especially longed for him. Moments when you were half asleep while he tucked you in, while he told you he loved you. You were reduced to a title you hated in these moments.
The other woman. That’s all you would ever be.
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fashionsfromhistory · 11 months
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Evening Dress
Pierre Balmain (French)
1953
Fashion Museum Bath via Twitter
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