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/bant/ - Thread 23141951
Anonymous Unknown No.23141955
>>23141951
Imagine lying there with her warm body so close, I can feel the gentle pressure of her weight as she hovers above me. Her smile is soft, playful, filled with tenderness as she holds the makeup brush near my face. I can scent her feminine fragrance and clean skin and clothing. Every stroke is light, delicate, but it’s her presence that melts the world around us. I close my eyes and feel the warmth radiating from her skin, the way her breath brushes my face in rhythm with her movements. It’s not just the makeup she’s painting on me—it’s the quiet intimacy, the love in every detail. When I open my eyes, she’s still there, her smile brighter than anything she could ever put on my skin.
/lgbt/ - Normal LGBT Thread
Anonymous No.40581142
Normal LGBT Thread
This is a normal thread for normal LGBT people.
Let's keep it quite chill all things considered.
Let's try to be respectful and not too crazy.
Let's just be like generally pretty okay and nice you feel me?
Like let's not get controversial or political.
Yeah....

Yup....

So how many times do you think philosophy tube raped contra points and did they orgasm?

Is it true that they've become right wing after getting a chud boyfriend?

People have been saying she's become a zionist and a white supremacist:(

One taste of white cock and they go to the right wing.....

It is the forbidden fruit of the left......

We all know that we want it....

Anyways , who are you rooting for in the next republican primary?

I'm a tucker guy now after tasting white cock;)
/pol/ - Thread 509725677
Anonymous No.509726020
>>509725677
Imagine lying there with her warm body so close, I can feel the gentle pressure of her weight as she hovers above me. Her smile is soft, playful, filled with tenderness as she holds the makeup brush near my face. I can scent her feminine fragrance and clean skin and clothing. Every stroke is light, delicate, but it’s her presence that melts the world around us. I close my eyes and feel the warmth radiating from her skin, the way her breath brushes my face in rhythm with her movements. It’s not just the makeup she’s painting on me—it’s the quiet intimacy, the love in every detail. When I open my eyes, she’s still there, her smile brighter than anything she could ever put on my skin.