With The New Deadpool Movie I Better See A Significant Increase Of Logan Howlett Smuts On This Site Once

i want to lick all the sweat off his body what who said that not me

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ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ! ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴇᴡ, ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡɪᴘꜱ. ᴍʏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ꜱᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ! ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ.

𝕄𝕆𝔻𝔼ℝℕ 𝕎𝔸ℝ𝔽𝔸ℝ𝔼 𝟚

ꜱɪᴍᴏɴ ‘ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ’ ʀɪʟᴇʏ

ᴊᴏʜɴ ‘ʙʀᴀᴠᴏ ꜱɪx’ ᴘʀɪᴄE

ᴋʏʟᴇ ‘ɢᴀᴢ’ ɢᴀʀʀɪᴄk

ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ‘ꜱᴏᴀᴘ’ ᴍᴀᴄᴛᴀᴠɪꜱʜ

ℂ𝔸𝕃𝕃 𝕆𝔽 𝔻𝕌𝕋𝕐: 𝔾ℍ𝕆𝕊𝕋𝕊

ᴋᴇᴇɢᴀɴ ᴘ. ʀᴜꜱꜱ

ᴅᴀᴠɪᴅ ‘ʜᴇꜱʜ’ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ

ʟᴏɢᴀɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ

a very adorable kirby!141 c/mm for @tapioca-milktea1978!

Sketch C. Price

Kill Bill: Vol. 1 2003 | dir. Quentin Tarantino

TASKFORCE 141

"No one fights alone."

you’re a victim of the fart anon too lass? 😭🙏🏼

who is this person??? is it more than one person??? is there a cod men fart kink gang lurking in the depths of this fandom???

The Star Wars hyperfixation is starting…

careless whisper fucks so insanely hard and i will never forgive the internet for making it a "meme song." tonight the music seems so loud i wish that we could lose this crowd maybe its better this way we'd hurt each other with the things we want to say. if you even care.

Ex Husband!Price who still comes over and shovels your driveway every time it snows. But then you feel bad because he comes into the mud room every fifteen minutes to warm up so when he’s done you insist he stays for a hot meal.

But then he helps clean up. Does the dishes and shoos you away when you tell him he really doesn’t need to do all that.

Even worse if you have kids!! They’re thrilled that dad is around so they beg you to let him stay to watch a movie or play a few rounds of their video game. Of course you say yes. Who are you to take him away from the kids?

But then it’s late and he’s wound up carrying the kids up to their beds and tucking them in because they’d already fallen asleep on the couch. You say your goodbyes and honestly it’s a little bittersweet because it’s been such a surprisingly good evening.

But when he tries to leave the driveway’s already gotten all snowy again and you’d hate to be worrying about him driving home in these conditions so you offer him a spot on the couch swearing it’s only for tonight.

But then you get to talking about schedules and the kids sports they’re signing up to play and he winds up walking you to your room so you can just finish your thought about how the two of you should split the costs for the sports your kids are doing in the spring.

But once you’re in your bedroom you remember that you’ve been meaning to ask him about something on your computer so you leave him with your laptop while you get changed.

But then oh noooo he comes into the closet to ask you for a password and catches you pulling on the top of your pajamas. You’re mortified. He says it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before.

Somewhere in between deciding if you’ll drive to or pick up from practice on Thursdays, his hands start to wander. Resting over your sex from over a pair of flannel pajama pants. Usually, you’d tell him off. Monologue about how this isn’t how things work because it complicated things and you both need to set boundaries. But tonight you don’t.

Maybe it’s because you had two heavy-handed pours of your favorite wine with dinner. Maybe it was seeing him with your kids again. Maybe it had just been too long since you’d felt anything other than a cheap bullet vibrator.

So you let him slip his hand down your pants.

But it’s a bit jarring to feel his wedding band still on his finger.