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haven’t been on here in a while ☕️

thinking about coming home to john after a stressful day of work…ughh. as soon as you walk through the door, he’s right there ushering you to sit down, taking off your heels and trailing kisses over your thighs as he does so. he would definitely whisper some reassuring words to you as you talk about your stressful day.

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(18+ : mature content ahead) , slight misogyny

mc!john price would be a such a prick to you in front of the guys to make himself look good. telling you that you should know your place as an ‘old lady,’ but behind closed doors he is so sweet to you. you basically have him wrapped around your finger; worshipping the ground you walk on. I could definitely see him as the type to stick his head in between your thighs, soaked panties that you once wore now clinging onto your foot, while your legs are perched up on his broad shoulders. letting out sweet moans of his name as he laps at your cunt as an apology for being a dick earlier.

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just a thot : mature content ahead

I can’t stop thinking about price who is in a ‘motorcycle club.’ but in reality it’s something to cover up the fact that the club is selling guns illegally. ‘motorcycle club’ is said to keep the cops from nosing in on their business, and to keep them from getting locked up. john taking his place as the clubs president, his right hand is gaz and the vice president is ghost. the business is something that john’s old man started and used to be president of, but after his passing the role & the burden was passed down to john.

john meets you at a porn studio that his associate owns. muttering under his breath about how a pretty thing like you shouldn’t be working in these conditions and how you should be in his home, protected from the cruel world. He ends up taking you home with him, stumbling into the house.. hands on each others bodies trying to get rid of the clothes, as your mouths are too occupied in that moment. the night ended with him balls deep in your cunt, cum from the previous round leaking out, and crud words escaping his mouth. talking about how you’re his now and how he is going to fill you up with his babies ):

something small. was going to add more but I’ll probably post small lil blurbs here & there <3

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john price fucking you in his gift, soft lace ripped around your soaked pussy, still hugging your bouncing ass that plops down on his hairy thighs with gentle slaps, your glossy folds spreading open around his fat cock, leaving strings of your sweet slick.

lacy bra rolled down, straps dangling below your shoulders to reveal your jiggling tits, nipples perky and drool soaked from where john suckled on them, teasing till they're all swollen and sensitive, making you whimper charmingly when he tugs at them with callouses of his fingers, fondling on your doughy breasts.

a pretty piece with thin flowers that looked as if they're bloomed on your supple skin, but not as pretty as you, bouncing on his fat cock while his gift get's all messy on you, these fabrics worthing nothing in comparison to your hazy eyes that roll back in your skull everytime john's thick tip scrapes your sweet spots.

making you dig at his hairy, burly chest, shaky fingers clinging roughly to the graying hair and almost making john hiss, as you remind him of clawing kitten, the blue spark of his eyes blackening as he watches at the wet mess on his untidy pubic hair, your slick pooling and making his cock all shiny and dripping, your silken walls pulsing.

his wide palms stroking delicately along your pliable curves, listening to the wet plaps your pussy is making when sucking his throbbing cock back again, tiny hole tightening with coiling heat in your tummy, trembling thighs all tacky with a soppy mess you created.

and john never seen anything more pretty than you, the shiny, sweaty skin and your tensing muscles, the messed underwear that still halfly adorn your body, making him feel like he's revealing some sparkly gem, as he sinks his fingers in the meat of your hips, leaving sunken imprints on your flesh.

grinds his cock against your spongy spot as he keeps you seated fully on his throbbing cock, hearing how your little moans grow in pitchy wanton whimpers, trying to claw at the juncture of john's shoulders, where he stretches his neck, brushing his lips against your wrist, as you arch when your cunt suddenly clamps harshly and gushes with rhythmic clenches.

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