#cl man

[lovelychubbygirl]

Don’t stop rubbing my clit until I’m squirting all over your hand.

[evilfarmin]

i love this joke i make it all the time

[smol-goodgirl]

my princess parts are very tingly daddy!! ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱

[thestarswhim]

So this tweet made a real good point and got me thinking about this scene:

As mentioned in their tweet, "you don't 'beg for mercy' for a job," and here he sounds so scared and desperate, like he's had to do this A LOT before with the directors and it's so... sad.

(more under the cut)

Before he finds out the truth about Eden, he believed they saved him from his former life and gave him new opportunities to continue his dreams, but do you think having to needlessly beg to keep your position as literally being the face of Eden out of fear you'll be replaced and thrown right back out to your old life is a so called dream come true?

Eden even made a trailer for a movie about his life to fame, showing how everyone was rejecting him as a person, which they definitely made it more simplified like I KNOW he was getting way worse treatment than what was shown.

My main point is that despite believing in Eden's motives (before knowing the truth), he still wasn't truly happy deep down. He was STILL getting rejected and slandered by society, and he knew that deep down, so it's not surprising how the possibility of him losing his job made him have a whole breakdown and do the things he did to try and cope.

He quite literally has no one to lean to and hasn't had anyone since showing up to Eden besides the directors (because he probably believed they were treating him fairly and with respect), but... yeah.

He wanted to make a difference, to give hope to hybrids, and he thought he was doing just that. Despite the way the directors and everyone thought of him, despite how alone he felt, he still thought he was achieving his dreams and sharing that onto others

and yet... he was being used this entire time. None of it was true, all the hard work and the things he went through was for nothing.

Everything that Eden has done, and he was the face of it all... it's just devastating.

[ricciardosheart]

What the actual fuckkk

Charlesssss baby the things you do to me - 😳😳😳😳😳

guys this is my edit

[isalabells]

Edin Terzić, Head Coach of Borussia Dortmund, embraces José Mourinho following Real Madrid's victory during the UEFA Champions League 2023/24 Final match between Borussia Dortmund and Real Madrid CF at Wembley Stadium on June 01, 2024 in London, England.

[vxmpy-sub]

thinking about how the other night, my boyfriend fucked me full of his cum (i was a couple hours late on my birth control that day so who knows if i’m knocked up or not)

after he pulled out, he pulled the comforter over me and put his arm around my waist, and i thought we were done

but his other hand found my hole that was still soaking wet from the load he dumped in me, and he easily slipped two fingers in.

i tried to squirm away, but his arm wrapped around my waist was in the perfect position to hold me down while he roughly fingered my hole.

he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and i lost it, coming and leaking around his fingers like a whore.

he made me come again like that, drooling and whimpering into the pillow.

my legs didn’t stop twitching for like half an hour once we were done.

[softtheythem]

Hold It

He has me on my back. We have been kissing for so long that the light coming in from the window is noticeably different. I am happy to be totally lost in him.

He's still dressed. I'm in nothing but my panties. I love it. Being vulnerable and exposed for him. As we kiss, his hand finally drifts towards my pussy. All this kissing has made me wet, my clit is straining towards him. Every nerve in me is hoping he'll stroke it. Instead, he cups my vulva in the palm of his hand. Over the panties. Still, touch is better than no touch. I grind into his palm. He takes it away, pulls back, and spanks it.

"Did you ask permission to hump my hand, princess?" He asks.

Oh, I think, it's going to be that kind of night.

I pause and think about how I want to play this. My instincts are always to be the biggest brat possible, but he does make obedience worth my while. And I want him so bad.

"I'm sorry," I say, eyes big, "please can I?"

"Can you what, Princess? I can't read your mind."

"Please can I hump your hand Daddy?" I ask.

This makes his dick hard. I can tell because he groans and says yes and puts his palm back on my pussy. I rub myself against his hand like I'm feral, because I am.

I rub and rub against him and we kiss and I try at some point to take off his shirt but he smacks my pussy again and tells me "Daddy's in charge today," and I let him have this one because we both know it's true.

The heat inside me builds. I am getting close just from this and I know that'll make him absolutely wild.

"Sir," I whisper, shyly, "I want to make you feel good. I'm getting close I don't want to cum by myself."

"Fuck," he says, "you little slut, what makes you think I'm gonna let you cum from this?"

"Aren't you?" I say, hopeful.

He takes his hand away. He stops all stimulation. He gets up, undresses himself, and pulls my panties off of me. We are both naked. I can see the spot on his underwear where is own cunt has leaked wetness. His cock is hard. I look at it like a starving person looks at food. I want it. Without meaning to, I open my mouth, stick my tongue out just a little.

He spreads my legs further and kneels between them. My hips wiggle just a little, but not enough to warrant another spanking. He knows I can't help it.

"Poor baby," he says, "so desperate for me you can't hold yourself still. Such a messy little girl."

At this, I can't help myself. I slide a hand down between my own legs and press on my clit. It aches. He slaps my pussy hard and says, almost barking, "no. Bad girl. That is not yours." He slaps with each word. I am seconds from cumming.

"I need you," I whisper.

"Need me to what?" He asks.

"I need you to help me with my kitty Daddy, it tingles down there I need you to help."

He is still kneeling between my legs and at this, he begins to stroke his cock. Seeing it, my tongue slides back out of my mouth. I don't notice until he says "oh baby, do you need something to keep your little mouth busy while I play with you?"

I nod. I hope beyond reason he is going to let me suck his cock. He's the only person in the world who knows that I can cum just from the pleasure of his dick in my throat. Instead he gives me his finger. He puts it to my lips and I know to show him how I'd suck if it were his cock. I make a mess. I cover his finger in drool and spit. I lick and suck and choke myself on it. I rub it on my face. I earn a second finger and I keep making a mess of myself for him. His other hand keeps stroking his cock.

When he takes his fingers out of my mouth I whimper. I don't mean to but god, I love sucking him. I'm not sad for long though because he sticks them immediately into my desperate cunt. He finger fucks me with one and then two and then three fingers. Fast and hard. I get close. My breaths go short and shallow.

"Daddy, I need -" and he pulls out.

"You need to remember that I decide what you need," he tells me. His fingers are slick with my wetness. I can see it. I wonder if he is finally going to let me touch him because he tells me to open wide and he moves up towards my face.

I open my mouth and stick out my tongue and I am so excited and then instead of his cock he puts those three fingers in my mouth and I am tasting myself on him. I hate tasting myself and he knows it. But I love doing something I hate for him.

"Clean up your mess baby," he says "be a good girl for daddy."

So I suck those fingers clean even though it makes me blush so hard I feel hot in my face. While I'm sucking him he slides a knee between my legs. I don't dare rub against it without permission.

"Go ahead and rub your cunt on me baby," he says, "it'll help with those dirty tingles."

I start to grind against him. "Like this, daddy?" I mumble around his fingers.

"Mmmmmm," he groans, "just like that."

When his fingers are clean he takes them out of my mouth. He lays down beside me and opens his arms so I can put my head on his shoulder. I cuddle up to him and immediately start kissing his neck. It smells amazing. I lick up to his ear and hear him groan as I trace the lines of it with my tongue.

I wrap a leg around him and start grinding on his thigh. I slip a hand to his dick and find it already hard. I stroke him just a little, and he lets out the most incredible moan. I can feel his wetness is spreading. And I dip my finger into him. Just when I think he's going to let me fuck him. He grabs my wrist and pins me down.

"Dirty brat," he says, "it is not your turn." He pins one of my hands under his body, and holds the other by the wrist. With his remaining hand, he reaches between my legs. Roughly, he thrusts them apart and spanks my clit. Just before the pain of it becomes too much, he starts tracing light circles around it. I get closer and closer to cumming and he gets faster. He knows exactly how to touch me. I can tell that when I do cum, it's going to be messy. Right before I start to, though, I let out a gasp, and he stops.

"Don't you dare cum, little girl," he growls in my ear.

"But-"

"No. Don't you dare."

He gives me a few seconds before he starts rubbing my clit again. He starts light, but gets fast again soon. The gasp escapes me, giving away how close I am, and he stops.

"Hold it, baby," he says, "be my good little slut and hold it for me."

I sink into myself, surrendering to him. He begins again, but this time, after just lightly grazing my clit, he slides a couple of fingers into me. The fullness, after this edging, gives me so much relief . I sigh into it. He pumps slowly in and out of me.

"God Princess you're so wet for me," he says. "You're such a needy little fucktoy aren't you?"

"Yes," I say, "yes, I need you, please."

He keeps pumping. My breathing quickens, I'm getting close.

"Remember Baby, you don't cum until I tell you."

"Daddy, I need to," I whine. He keeps fucking me, three fingers making quick work of my cunt.

"No." He says.

"Then you're gonna have to take your fingers out Daddy, they feel too good."

He keeps going. "No. You can handle it. You hold it because I'm telling you to. Don't you cum, just let me play with my little toy."

I whine. I focus all my energy on not cumming. Just when I'm about to lose the battle, he pulls his fingers out of me. But immediately, he's back on my clit. I'm writhing. I'm doing everything I can not to squirt all over him.

He stops. Gets close to me. Cups my cunt and whispers "what is this?"

"My... my cunt, Daddy?"

He spanks it, hard. "No," he says, "try again."

"Y....your cunt, Daddy?"

He spanks it again. "Why is my little girl using such dirty language?" He asks.

"Your little girls kitty?" I try. He strokes my clit.

"Much better," he says. This is apparently all the break I get. He slides his fingers back inside me. It doesn't take long before I'm close again.

"Daddy, I need to," I beg. I'm wiggling, writhing, trying to keep from letting go.

"Hold it baby," he says, "show Daddy what a good girl you can be."

I concentrate as hard as I can, and for a moment I think I'll be able to obey. But then with his other hand he begins to rub hard and fast circles on my clit. There's nothing I can do. An orgasm roars out of me. I squirt more than I ever have in front of him, it's everywhere. I ride it out. I'm sure I'll be punished for it, so I think I might as well enjoy it.

When I finish, he keeps going. He does not lighten up or slow down. He looks at me and smirks. He knows how easy it is to make me cum again, and it doesn't take him long. I'm close in seconds, and I beg again.

"No," he says, "hold it." But he knows I can't. More cum rushes out of me. He still doesn't stop. We repeat this twice more. Then, right as I break the rules a fifth time, he stops all touch. I cum the last time and he doesn't let me feel it at all.

"I told you to hold it, baby," he says.

"I'm sorry Daddy, it was an accident," I plead.

"Five accidents in a row?" He asks, feigning surprise, "only a very little or a very naughty girl could have five accidents in a row."

I look down, avoiding his gaze. He puts a finger under my chin and moves it so I'm looking at him again.

"Well?" He asks, "which is it? Are you very little, or very naughty?"

[mahlasis-blog]

More of the Power Photoshoot 🩸🩸🩸

[strawberrystepmom]

i was pumped for 2ne1 come back until i remembered what comment sections look like now.....quick get behind me you four

[green-crocs12]

idk if he had to wear some stupid disguise or something (this was way funnier in my head)

you can decide who the person making him wear it is

[bawsixteen]

This me literally woke up in the morning (it's 12 am here) but then realised Charles wins the Monaco Grand Prix🥰. I'm ready to start my day with a smile! What a day huh?

[ftms4op81]

ferrari 2025 sneak peek

[ricciardosheart]

I just know Charles is out of his mind drunk here and I am all for him posting this

[whitehartlane]

what is supporting real like genuinely have these guys ever had a prolonged period of being sad in their lives

[bright-and-burning]

the charles pics w the big pants and the big blue top like im sorry but he looks like he’s about to tell me where i can get the good gabagool in town completely unprompted