sometimes I randomly think about the time a girl posted in this girls only Facebook group I’m in telling everyone how she broke up with her boyfriend and he lied saying that he lost the spare key she gave him, only to then break into her apartment when she wasn’t home and steal the cat they’d adopted while they were together, but then he denied having done this and she didn’t really have proof that he took the cat since he wouldn’t let her come into his place and look for it. And then another girl saw this post and knew her ex-boyfriend, and she was like “girl. I used to hook up with your mans back in xxxx and I still have his number. If you want, I’ll hit him up and get him to invite me back to his place and see if your cat’s there.” And the OP was like “bet.”
So this woman hit up homie dog, asked him out for drinks, went home with him, slept with him, and then woke up in the middle of the night and TOOK THE CAT. Like she had only said that she would confirm if the cat was there but then she took it upon herself to steal this woman’s cat back. Like she full on Trojan horsed this man and then hit up homegirl like “I got the goods. Where you wanna meet.” And then the two of them posted a photo of them together with the cat to the group.
And I just think women supporting women is so beautiful.
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eddie taking you nice and slow in the back of his trailer. soft, gentle, thrusts, love poured into each one. he makes you feel so special. like you’re the only girl in the world.
you don’t think you deserve the way he treats you like a princess, but eddie’s so determined to make you understand how precious you are.
he holds your hand while he fucks you, ring clad fingers cool against your sweaty palms. he kisses your temple, rolls his hips into your aching cunt. you feel encompassed by his whole being, love and tenderness lit like an aura around you.
“my beautiful girl,” he’d whisper, smiling into your mouth. he kisses you with everything he has, love and adoration, slowly and gently because he belongs to you and only you.
you’re stomach churns, heavy and warm and pooling with desire for him. he reaches between your bodies to rub at your clit and you keen. you can’t help but repeat his name, begging, pleading, thanking.
his cock fills you so good, each thrust calculated to intensify your pleasure. your hands are in his hair and on his back, and gripping at his shoulders. arching your back, purring for him, dizzy with need.
“i love you- love you so much.” he drawls, kissing your neck. his fingers still toy with your clit and you know it won’t be long before you’re pushed over the edge.
his words turn you red, make your heart beat faster, fill your stomach with butterflies that you just can’t contain. you’re mumbling about how much you love him and how amazing he makes you feel. how you’re his forever and always.
he groans when you clench around him, telltale sign that you’re close.
“you’re close?” he purrs.
you nod frantically, whimpers rising from your throat.
“please, please, please.” you whisper, and he could never deny you of anything.
“want you to come for me, angel.” he says sweetly, hips ramming into your g-spot.
your vision whites out, and you cry, nails digging into his shoulders.
“that’s it, pretty girl,” he mumbles. “so good for me.”
he never stops talking you through it, telling you how good you feel around him, how beautiful you look coming on his cock.
you breathe harshly, holding him tightly against you as he works himself to his orgasm.
“eddie,” you whimper, and its devastating, what just the sound of your fucked out voice can do to him. his stomach coils and his hips stutter, balls pulled tight and about to spill his load.
“inside,” you whisper, needing it, needing him to fill you up.
“fuck,” he groans, spilling hotly into your cunt. it’s wet and warm, and you feel it spilling down your thighs as he fucks his come into you. but it’s somehow comforting, the two of you entangled together, mixing with each other.
he’s breathing into your neck, laying gentle kisses along your skin. he’s still fully seated inside you and you never want him to move. he pumps into you a few more times, and while overstimulating, it feels so right. you hold his hips against you, making him stay for just a bit longer.
“i love you eds,” you say to him.
he kisses you for real this time, sweaty curls falling into your face.
“i love you, always.” he responds.
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