#flawcdexistence

"someone flailing around in the ocean tends to catch my eye, yeah," sydney says, with a light roll of them. still, given the direction she thinks things are heading, sydney lets herself check out annabeth's body, tilting her head with a playful little smirk. fuck, she definitely wouldn't complain if this girl wanted to bend over for her. sydney's toweled off her bikini top but her own swim bottoms are still ocean soaked, and if the wet fabric clings to the thick shape of her cock, there's not much she can do about it. "oh yeah? i have been told i'm a good teacher, for some things... what kind of lesson did you have in mind?"

“I used to think you liked being my secret. What happened?”

blair had snuck out to be here and it was going terribly. her parents would have never wanted her to be sitting in a bar like this, surrounded by strangers all glancing weirdly at her. her white still crisp, the plaid skirt hugging her hips and just riding high enough so when she sat, the lace tops to her stockings showed. in front of her sat a water, her nerves make it impossible for her to actual order a real drink. she turned to the person next to her, “pardon me, what’s...what’s good here?”

addison: nobody pulls off bedhead like you babe 💋

Despite everything, Ryder did his best to keep Rhia out of all of this. So when his phone rang in the middle of the night, he found himself sneaking off to the bathroom to take the call. This whole situation was fucked up - the mysterious “disappearance” of her father, Ryder’s newly secretive tendencies, and Rhia moving in with him all in the past few months. Everything he had done was to keep her safe, first from her father and then from this business he’d accidentally gotten dragged into. His legitimate place of work turned into a side of money laundering, and not to mention he was expected to do as Mitchell asked at any given hour. Luckily this call was nothing more than something that could have waited for morning, and when he moved back into the bedroom, he sighed, eyes focusing on Rhia who was wide eyed with the dim lamp on the night stand turned on now. “Baby, go back to bed.” He offered a light shrug as he moved closer to her again.

"i know, but this is more fun. and it's christmas." scout beams down at the smaller blonde. "i made coffee and cinnamon rolls, if you want some. also i'm not saying santa is real, but the cookies and milk from last night? definitely gone, and there are a couple things under the tree with your name on them." scout hopes it hasn't made her an overbearing roommate, but christmas is her absolute favorite holiday. "that's what you do to gifts, isn't it?" scout teases in reply, biting her lip as rosie’s fingers explore her adorned cock. "i mean, i guess you usually wrap them, too, but that sounds super uncomfortable."

“also, you very well know why i like dragging you all the way out here,” addison’s saying, red lips curving in a growing grin as she takes in the sight of lucy turning away to grab their drinks. with the ocean’s waves lazily crashing a dozen feet away, hot sun kept at bay under a wide umbrella, the redhead can’t resist reaching out to squeeze at a generous handful of her wife’s plush ass. “if we’re a thousand miles away from everyone else i don’t have to worry about anyone getting ideas when they see your ass... and you don’t have to worry about anyone else getting hungry for a taste when they see mine.”

"she feels like she is," london says with a hum, biting her lip through a grin as she teases the stretched tightness of willow's virgin ass with her slicked-up fingers. her other hand scoops willow's dark hair from her neck, head dipping to press a warm kiss to soft skin there. she still can't believe they found willow—she's such a perfect fit for them, so wide-eyed and eager to please. "what do you think, baby girl? ready to try taking daddy's cock... here?" she punctuates her question with a slow, deep thrust of her fingers, reaching knuckle-deep in willow’s ass.