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>> No.39601313 [View]
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Imagine for a second.
Imagine for a moment
Sex.
Sex with Woozie
But not normal Woozie sex.
Imagine sex with a very drunk Woozie. A Woozie that's deeply inebriated and crawled up in her bed. Imagine diving under the bedsheets she's nestled under. Imagine creeping up on her like some Toronto mandigo ass nigga, imagine your hands sliding under her loose and messily kept PJs.
Imagine Woozie half awake and barely aware of her predicament, imagine playing with her cute puffy nipples as she moans at your filthy touch. Imagine sticking your tongue inside her mouth, licking and biting her entire mouth. You can taste the hint of pineapple and shitty Shirmoff vodka. Her breathe stinking of slight vomit. She probably puked her guts out before lying down on her bed.
Imagine sliding her pants down, seeing the slight stain in her panties where she peed lightly at that jumpscare. Imagine your nose hovering over it and sniffing vigorously.
Imagine marvelling at her bushy pubic mound, your hands seizing her by the hips and then shoving your dick inside.
Imagine Woozie moaning as she felts your ram sliding down her pussy, barely aware of the violation of her nubile and immobile body. Her entire family outside and partying none the wiser.
IMAGINE IT

>> No.39050421 [View]
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Oh God Oh Fuck. She's staring at you bro, she's smiling slightly, oh dang you said something and you didn't fuck it up. There's a look in her eye, iris shining, you can see her puffed up cheeks. Oh God.
You caress it with a finger, she doesn't seem bothered, her cheeks are flushing red but she doesn't break eye contact, she's waiting for your next move.
You move in closer, the both of you can feel the brushing of your breathes. She's frozen in place, unmoving.
You peck her on the lips, a timid little motion, like a woodpecker striking bark. She flinches a little, but her embarrassed and widening smile means she wasn't against it.
You kiss her, longer and more lovingly, her eyes droop down a little, you can feel the wet exchange of saliva between you, the slight touching of your tongues.
Oh God this was heaven

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