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guttercum: *twirls hair and dramatically bats eyelashes* u wanna fuck my throat
lesbianfrotting:<twirling hair> yeah you should totally dip your balls in soy sauce to test if they have taste buds. I’m totally not planning to take advantage of this situation to lick them
thirstier-brev::*stares unabashedly at your bulge while twirling my hair with my finger* :)
kruel-kid: maybe people would like me if i just twirled my hair, giggled, and looked vacant all day.
yourlovesgotmetipsy: oh twirl that hair,
hypdom: goreanmann: mannequinfetish: Mmm..*NBWhen you feel the stresses of this world threatening to invade you skull and throw a raucous worry party, just remember that you are a bimbo. Twirl your hair. Part your lips. Let the muscles of your face
deprincessed: Fashion’s own fairy Tanya Dziahileva twirls backstage for the cameras with silver flower gilded hair, icy makeup courtesy of industry icon Pat McGrath, and a sheer faded pearly blue gown with iridescent sequin details and metallic coin
nintendhoeing:Them: I wanna fuck the shit out of you.Me, twirling my hair: You really feel like that? 🥺🥺🥺
pretty-lucifher:*twirling my hair* so which of your friends would you let fuck me? I’m the selfish type
nsaohioguy: always-arousedxxx: *stroking your cock as I tightly seal my lips around you and lustfully twirl my tongue on your tip* *groaning and squirming, try hard to resist the temptation to grab your hair and fuck your face*
dirtystorytime: “You are mine. Every last inch of you. Mine to do, mine to take, mine to use. Mine. Do you fucking understand me?” “Yes, sir.” “The hair on your head. Mine to play with, mine to pull on, mine to twirl and mine to grip. Mine.
ctntduo:cupsmp:nikipuppeteer:gay-poseidon:boygirltitties:*sighs dreamily* what a fucking weirdo *twirling hair* what a fucking freak*giggles fondly* what a fucking idiot*kicking feet* what a fucking chump *bats eyes* what a fucking loser
la-vie-en-r0se-x: I want to fall in love the old-fashioned way. Handwritten letters sealed with a kiss, picnics and late night drives in the summer with the roof down. Kisses on my cheek, a hand around my waist, flowers in my hair and twirling in the