𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚

ㅤ ၊| 𝐌𝐂𝐌𝐋𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝓛𝓪 𝓷𝓾𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽. ⠀

@voilesoir Hey rabbit

I'm starving, but I don't know what to eat. Can you recommend something for dinner? :3

A rough facefuck to end this day would be amazing.

Strange that your pussy is all I want this morning.

Jerking myself off while eating your pussy like this seems so tempting.

ㅤ ⠀

@casualfresya Terrible, how about you?

@DRVNKM evening, sir. how's your day going?

Good eve.

@Myoussanite I am kok bisa tau?

@DRVNKM Good evening, there. You seem exhausted.

@lielpaws Hello, emma

@DRVNKM Good evening!

@indecentpals ( Hi. )

🖤 Time to explore a new adventure, mind letting me be your passenger princess? Perks including unlimited chatterbox, song recommendations, and perhaps sharing some laughters or warmth in between. Tell me what’s on your mind so I can knock. [ MVRP, MDNI, EN/ID. ]

I'm tired. My bed is convincing and my eyes are begging for just a few more minutes. But life doesn't pause for exhaustion. So I get up, carry the weight with me and trust that today will be worth the effort.

A rough make-out session >>>

@indecentpals ( Hey. )

🖤 / Feeling a little social tonight, so I’m opening my door to some new friends and fellow lonely souls. To make it fun, leave me a little trace of yourself then I’ll come to you and pick a song from my playlist that I think matches your vibe. ❁

@indecentpals ( A sign. )

Hi, everyone. Life is entirely too short to keep passing by interesting people without saying something. If you’re reading this right now and feeling ready to add a new friend to your life, let’s make it happen. Leave a small sign, and I’ll come to you asap! 🖤

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I snatched her gown: being thin, the harm was small, Yet strived she to be covered there withal. And striving thus, as one that would be cast, Betraying herself, and yielded at the last.

Such light to shamefaced maidens must be shown, Where they may sport, and seem to be unknown, Then came Corinna in a long loose gown, Her white neck hid with tresses hanging down, Resembling fair Semiramis going to bed Or Lais of a thousand wooers sped.