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soap would do the what size pussy are you when out shopping for tampons/pads but he'd call you in a panic because the small doesn't seem small enough. see you're always the tightest fit when he's in there, practically loses circulation, bonnie. he's gotta take time to convince it to let him in 😌

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im allowed to have no fun around here

NONE.

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My thesis advisor just admitted to me that most of his colleagues use ChatGPT for their papers (he said to check the grammar but I highly doubt that). And if I decide to use it for translating Latin texts I don’t have to label it because no one can prove that I used Ai for this.

And I get grey hairs just thinking about the fact that I could be accused of using Ai because I use em dashes sometimes💀

ive read some crazy stuff about professors accusing students of using ai even though they didn't like how can you even prove that? WHY fucking should you tbh the burden of proof shouldn't be on you 😤

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resisting the devil by not writing something for LADS because my google docs still has unfinished COD pieces and Hunt released another event

chop chop

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damn shake shack forgot to add the gay rainbow sprinkles on top of my milkshake. That cost an extra fifty cents 😤

and in june???

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Bike to work anon here. Unfortunately not a fun update as I havent seen the jogging soldier since last monday. I even picked up an extra shift to ride past him. he was clean shaven 😢 so I think he got called in. Will update if he comes back and runs in my neighborhood again

NO!!! NOOOOO~ maybe he was on leave?

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ive been afk cuz i hopped onto the lads train and forgot to get off until now. we hate to see it.

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Did you hear Badjhur passed away :(

shut the front door no i fucking didnt!!!! holy shit!!

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It has my bad 😅, just graduated with my associates so let's go 🕶️ more stress again in the upcoming months for that bachelors 😨. As always your writing keeps me sane 🙏

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LETS GO!!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!!! and im glad to be here and help <3

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it better be the biggest bull they got cuz simon would flatten’em otherwise

yes!! there's this one bull on IG (lady with a farm and the star imo is the big ol beast) and she put a cup of soda by his hoof and he dwarfed it, it was insane. it looked like a toy. i'm also pretty sure it actually was a toy but still. the point remains.

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What's up Toni, how things been?

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hey very long time no see!! i'm doing well now that school's out! how have you been?

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soap and graves end up having good chats about sex w reader until she finds out and makes them stop talking so dang loud

lmaooooo gotta grab them both by a fistful of hair and demand they use their inside voices.

(graves def like, go easy on me, sugar and soap's just moaning.)

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He says that and I’m just gonna squeeze harder. Fuck.

IM SAYIIINGGGGG!!!!!!!!

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Bullrider! Johnny is explosive while on the bucking bull. He's a tightly wound coil of muscle and grit. His thighs clamp down, calves locked tight, his entire body tense, ready, prepared to counter every brutal buck with sharp corrections. His core works overtime, twisting to keep him balanced, his arms snapping in rhythm with the beast beneath him.

it's not just riding, it's conquering, and he thrives off the struggle.

And then there's Bullrider! Simon— my best pal, Johnny says— and he's an entirely different game. Mass. Weight. Gravity. Where Johnny fights the bull, Simon seems to absorb it. His sheer size is his advantage; his weight keeps him rooted. When the bull lunges, twists and kicks, Simon doesn't scramble. He doesn't need to. The momentum rolls through him and around him. When you're that big a man, you don't have to fight for your place, you reckon.

Johnny fights, and Simon claims.

And how they ride is exactly how they want, how they take.

Johnny steals you into a rodeo maintenance closet with starved impatience and greedy hands that're already trailing down south, fingers dipping into the waistband of your shorts, tips of them finding your pearl in seconds, and his ravenous mouth warm as it presses against the curve of your ear, murmuring nothing else but hot honey in an accent thick with places you've never been while he circles and thrusts and curls oh so deliciously.

"Tight grip ya got there, lass."

Then he holds your bleary gaze when he suckles on his fingers, glistening with your undone slick, licking them clean when his name's announced over the speakers, loud, cutting, for the main event. "Sorry, love, gotta run," he drawls, voice easy, grin sharp and cocky. "But don't ya worry, Simon here'll take good care o' ya."

Johnny's boots are heavy as he walks away, not even a glance back, and before you can even blink— can tell him that you don't remember signing up for the two for one special— Simon moves in, blocks out the light, already taking up the space Johnny left behind, ready to finish what he started.

He's got you now.

Where Johnny had pushed you against the wall, had knocked a bucket or two over in his haste, Simon decides that you belong against that wall, large hands spreading over your waist, and they pin you in place.

"Johnny's made a mess, eh?" His voice is low, careful, dragging slow just behind your ear, and it's thick with an accent that doesn't ask, simply informs.

"Guess I better clean up, then." It sinks hot into your skin but not hotter than the damp breath fanning against your exposed throbbing pussy, and it bounces around in your empty little head when he does clean up, thick, pink tongue savoring Johnny's reward.

And to think that Johnny had told you it'd be just a simple date.

What a lie that was.

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"ya keep squeezin' like tha', i'll start to think i'm bein' taken hostage," the words roll out from bullrider!johnny but he's talking about your pussy.

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Someone sent me a “you up?” dm on Depop💀

The listing is for a shirt that says “chicken tender slut” which I am however it’s too small so I’m selling it but not the point-

OH MY GOD listen game's game, ig lmaooooo

and chicken tender slut is fantastic and id also be a slut for a caniac combo

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I firmly believe that if you bite Simon’s bicep he’s going to stare at you for a second and then bite you back. Preferably one of your ass cheeks.

and then he'll give you a dumb stare because what're you getting mad about, cake is meant to be eaten.