We Can Skydive

“fuck—“ he gasps, pushing his dick into your cunny roughly, keeping his hips pressed close against your own. “’s this what you wanted, sweetheart?” he asks, a hand in your hair, pushing your face down into the pillows. “jus’ wanted to get fucked stupid on a nice, fat cock, isn’t that right?” 

and all you can do and nod along with his words, eyes closed, tears leaking through the cracks, running down your cheeks. “uh huh.” you sob, your nails biting into the mattress beneath you. 

johnny laughs, moving the hand in your hair to grab onto yours. “actin’ like such a needy little thing.” despite how roughly he was grabbing at your body, pushing you down beneath him; his words were still sweet, voice gentle. 

“wanted it s’bad, d-daddy.” you hiccupped through the words, nails now biting into his skin. “wanna get filled up… please.” 

Still celebrating EPIK HIGH’s 18th! ✨🥳✨

EH share their wishes :

🥳Tukutz: A Grammy for Face ID/ Face ID top 100 on Billboard

🥳Mithra: Face ID to be popular like in the ‘Peace Day’song days

🥳Tablo: To make 3 trillion dollars, quit music & live well 🥲

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