kyle is violently lesbianphobic girl don’t worry about him

spamming in someones atabook after they quit and probably won’t see what you’re saying is so embarrassing i’m ngl 😭😭

The sound of Isabel's moans was like music to Tristan's ears, a symphony of trust and desire that grew louder with each passing moment. They could feel the tension in Isabel's body, the way she arched her back slightly to meet each thrust, and they knew that she was no longer just enduring this experience; she was beginning to crave it.

The sound of Isabel's moans was like music to Tristan's ears, a symphony of trust and desire that grew louder with each passing moment. They could feel the tension in Isabel's body, the way she arched her back slightly to meet each thrust, and they knew that she was no longer just enduring this experience; she was beginning to crave it.

The sound of Isabel's moans was like music to Tristan's ears, a symphony of trust and desire that grew louder with each passing moment. They could feel the tension in Isabel's body, the way she arched her back slightly to meet each thrust, and they knew that she was no longer just enduring this experience; she was beginning to crave it.

The sound of Isabel's moans was like music to Tristan's ears, a symphony of trust and desire that grew louder with each passing moment. They could feel the tension in Isabel's body, the way she arched her back slightly to meet each thrust, and they knew that she was no longer just enduring this experience; she was beginning to crave it.

With a tremble, Isabel reached up and touched Tristan's face, her fingertips tracing the contours of their cheekbones. "Faster," she murmured, the first time she'd spoken since they'd begun. Tristan's eyes searched hers for confirmation, and finding it, they increased their pace, their breath hitching in their chest. The strap-on filled Isabel completely, stretching her in a way that she'd never been stretched before. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but they were tears of relief, not pain.

With a tremble, Isabel reached up and touched Tristan's face, her fingertips tracing the contours of their cheekbones. "Faster," she murmured, the first time she'd spoken since they'd begun. Tristan's eyes searched hers for confirmation, and finding it, they increased their pace, their breath hitching in their chest. The strap-on filled Isabel completely, stretching her in a way that she'd never been stretched before. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but they were tears of relief, not pain.

With a tremble, Isabel reached up and touched Tristan's face, her fingertips tracing the contours of their cheekbones. "Faster," she murmured, the first time she'd spoken since they'd begun. Tristan's eyes searched hers for confirmation, and finding it, they increased their pace, their breath hitching in their chest. The strap-on filled Isabel completely, stretching her in a way that she'd never been stretched before. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but they were tears of relief, not pain.

With a tremble, Isabel reached up and touched Tristan's face, her fingertips tracing the contours of their cheekbones. "Faster," she murmured, the first time she'd spoken since they'd begun. Tristan's eyes searched hers for confirmation, and finding it, they increased their pace, their breath hitching in their chest. The strap-on filled Isabel completely, stretching her in a way that she'd never been stretched before. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but they were tears of relief, not pain.

With a tremble, Isabel reached up and touched Tristan's face, her fingertips tracing the contours of their cheekbones. "Faster," she murmured, the first time she'd spoken since they'd begun. Tristan's eyes searched hers for confirmation, and finding it, they increased their pace, their breath hitching in their chest. The strap-on filled Isabel completely, stretching her in a way that she'd never been stretched before. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but they were tears of relief, not pain.

The sound of Isabel's moans was like music to Tristan's ears, a symphony of trust and desire that grew louder with each passing moment. They could feel the tension in Isabel's body, the way she arched her back slightly to meet each thrust, and they knew that she was no longer just enduring this experience; she was beginning to crave it.

v stfu fat retard

Also deactivating all your accs and apologizing on a burner w no hashtags on a random ass rentry is soooo fucking lame Kyle u r a SHIT person LMAOOO

Also Kyle I find it funny how you blame everything on your mental health but you’re ableist af you need to take accountability and stop blaming people on everything [censored] I’ve cut myself too over arguments before but I don’t add it to my rentry and go “how do you feel making me attempt it’s all you’re fault i- I- i-“ you got some abuser behaviour you fucking freak