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wallie ([info]wallie) wrote in [info]mudbloods,
@ 2013-03-02 01:53:00


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Walden was getting good at his job. Which wasn't really saying much. His job was being on cam and he'd been good at jerking off for a long time. But there was an art to it. He'd started off only kind of doing it and keeping most of his clothes on and his face covered, but now that it had been a few weeks, he realized you had to put on a show for the wanky perverts to really turn it. It wasn't like he was going to run for fucking prime minister anyway.

He wiggled his hips at his laptop in a pair of tight, bright briefs he'd bought for himself and hid around the flat so Rabastan didn't see them. Walden began to rub himself through them, grinning as the number of people watching his stream rose. "I bet you want this in your arse don't you, faggot? All eleven, hard inches of it." Walden moved a bit closer to the laptop so they could get a better view, then turned around and pushed his briefs down, showing the camera his arse. He just didn't want to be poor and feel like Rabastan kept him like a sex puppy or something. Walden slapped his own bum, then turned around, stroking his dick and showing the camera a clear fleshlight, one that he'd bought for this purpose. "I'm going to pretend this is your tight little arse. You wanna see if it'll fit my fat cock?"


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[info]princessromy
2013-03-03 09:51 am UTC (link)
Romy was four and she slept on the top bunk of a bunk bed. She glanced down at Thoreau beneath her and pouted. She could hear her Daddy's wrestling again and she hated it.

She slowly climbed down from her bed, noticing that Rooney had slipped into Thoreau's bed with him. So, she slipped in with Rider. "Make the sounds stop, Ri-Ri. S'loud."

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