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Phone sex & Sexting

the phone sex +
sexting meme
sexting meme
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floyd leech | twisted wonderland
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ur the one who pulled up ur pants before people started comin in
didnt have time to clean u up
we had time and had my face there and everything
u panicked
silly goldfishie
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u dont think i couldve gotten my tongue everywhere
thats crazy
ur crazy
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u squirm around and u make these sounds like ur choking
and then u squeak when i go so deep that my teeth can go into ur thighs
and whats wrong with fuckin in front of the class
they know
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I DON'T CARE IF THEY KNOW, I DON'T WANT THEM TO KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE WHILE I'M GETTING TURNED INSIDE-OUT!
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speaking of which
guess where i am right now
[ he wraps one hand around one of riddle's ankles. hehe. ]
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[ his message ends abruptly when he jolts in his seat and barely holds back instinctively kicking out with a scream. should he be surprised to see floyd under there lurking? probably not, but he is anyway. with a bewildered scowl, riddle goes back to his phone to send an angry message in lieu of talking directly. ]
WHAT ARE YOU DOING WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU
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come on, pull em down and stand up a lil
that way i can get in there
[ yes he's become a master of quick texting. might have to let go of riddle while he does it but he's back to giving him the sleaziest grin with that one glowing eye standing out in the limited light beneath the boy ]
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SOMEONE MIGHT SEE ME YOU SMOOTH-BRAINED LUMMOX
[ riddle is considerably more slow at his phone, eyes visibly darting between that predatory grin beneath the desk and professor trein fighting for his life delivering the world's driest lecture.
...aww, hell. riddle knows he's a goner. sitting still the entire class period with lewd thoughts and equally lewd undergarments can only end one way for him, especially when floyd wants the same thing.
seething, lips quivering, riddle does as instructed, leaning over his desk just enough to look engrossed in his notes, bottom lifting out of his chair. he didn't foresee it being a good thing he didn't finish doing up his belt up, but it makes shimmying his trousers and bloomers down easier. ]
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so once he's in the proper position, floyd gets onto his knees but stays as low as he can. hard for him to do it but given no one's really paying attention to anything in these classes at times, the eel is able to get his face real close to that ass he'd been plowing just moments ago.
all riddle needs to do is loosen up, right? he's always so tense! always worried about something. so why not do him a favor and make sure he's perfectly clean? that'll do it. which is why with his nose barely touching the cleft of those cheeks, floyd is more than happy to just. trace the rim of that exposed passage with a dangerous tongue. ]