bitch is back

Jackson had left for France this much was true as he needed to get away and live his life. But he had returned and against his will something had pulled him and twist turned him to the point he was able to remind himself why he was even alive. It was Lydia and it had always been Lydia and Jackson did not have any clue just how much he loved her until he left. Jackson would stand in the shower gripping onto his enormous cock and fist it thinking of the incredible beauty he had left at home and as he pictured her shapely thighs and pushing himself in he missed her pleasure and would spill over into the shower leaving a hot sticky mess to wash down the drain when he left. It wasn’t that he missed fucking Lydia that had brought him back though. It was the fact that he missed her and needed her. Since he left a part of him was missing and he knew it was her. Jackson still loved sports and was a jock there was no doubt about it. But he had changed and grown he wasn’t a little boy to hide behind his father anymore. No he was a man to stand on his own. Seeing lydia felt almost dream like as if he were in a trance hearing her words he moved over towards her. “Enough Lydia.” his hands forcefully covered her cheeks. “I don’t know why or how I got here the only point is im back.” he groaned crushing his rougher lips against her softer.

I am not at all surprised. You need the D

Actually I really don’t. You must need the P.

Jackson be nice. Hes probably right so stop being an ass to him.

@dropdeadweight

You miss that crazy stiles ?

What do you know about Stiles?

I am not at all surprised. You need the D

Actually I really don’t. You must need the P.

Jackson be nice. Hes probably right so stop being an ass to him.

@dropdeadweight

I am not at all surprised. You need the D

Actually I really don’t. You must need the P.

Jackson be nice. Hes probably right so stop being an ass to him.