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Hey there stranger my name's Jailene and right now I'm bursting into tears. You know why? Because you are here, right now, breathing. And there is nothing, nothing at all, that could make me even more happier. I love you. 馃挄
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I'M SO IN LOVE WITH YOUR PICTURE W THE BOYS, U HAVE NO IDEA
OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU SO MUCH 馃挄
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Wesley Stromberg | San Diego photo booth
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When they forget some of the lyrics to True Friends
#it's towards the middle#sorry if it's shaky#and excuse my singing#emblem3#drew chadwick#wesley stromberg#keaton stromberg
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preference #2: how he makes love to you
Wesley: It was always rough with Wesley, but that was the way you both preferred it, fingers raking at skin, heavy sighs and moans, quick, powerful thrusts that always brought you to a tremendous end. He'd invade your every sense, his sweaty face above yours all you could see, his lips pressed to every inch of bare skin he could reach all you could feel, your name falling from his mouth all you could hear. He'd use his fingers everywhere he could, gripping your waist for support, pulling at your hair, trailing slowly up your thigh, caressing your face in the darkness as you're coming down from your high.
Keaton: You loved that you hated having sex with Keaton. You both loved and hated the way he teased you all the way to end. No matter how excited he got, he'd always take it painfully slow, rolling his body into yours in long, measured thrusts that left you gasping, begging him to speed up. He would just chuckle huskily into your ear and murmur something about patience, his hot breath fanning across your skin making you even more desperate for him to speed up. In the end though, the finish you wait so long for is always worth it.
drew: It was never simple places with Drew. it was never just the bed after a long day of work. It was always somewhere spontaneous, the beach after dark, the bathroom in the recording studio during lunch break, the base of a tree in the middle of the woods at the outskirts of town after a long nature walk. He'd start off slow, lacing his fingers with yours and nibbling at your earlobe as he slid into you, but the heat would take over quickly, his thrusts becoming more rapid as he let his gasps of breath release into the crook of your neck. He'd become even faster as he neared his end, letting out one breathy moan of your name as he came undone above you.
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