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goated game

♥♥♥♥ game died at start reset me 30 mins behind where i died boring L not fortnite

not enough gojo

not enough overwatch

Dear God I want Gojou Satoru so bad

Please god, I want to Gojo Satoru to impregnate me so bad. I want him to bear my children with those beautiful child-bearing hips. That beautiful, radiant angel. Like a hot angel, having come down to Earth to cleanse us of our sins.

Satoru Gojo is beyond divine. I can’t help but drop to my knees in worship whenever I see his handsome figure even behind those blindfold. I yearn for him in a way both primal and spiritual. I would commit more war crimes than every president in United States history just to lick the sweet, glistening sweat from his smooth, creamy skin. I want to listen to his moans as my womanhood throbs within him, I want to hear his heart race as our bodies become one and our souls irreversibly intertwine in the holy sin of carnal union.

I want to suckle at his fatherly sausage, slurping that rich juche milk from his banger as he gently strokes my raging lust. I would stir his velvety cream into my coffee and let my buzzoms boil in it. His cries of pleasure and the rocking of our bed would be louder than the cacophony of ten thousand drone strikes. I would make love to him until my body gave out, and then some. I would let him break my rib cage with any part of his body. I would let him hit me with his hand just to be near him for a brief moment.

He’s so perfect it hurts. Every moment without him I suffer a pain worse than breaking every bone in my body simultaneously while drowning and also having shards of glass coated in hot sauce forced through every orifice of my body. I want him, I need him. I want to desecrate his crisp general suit. I want to start a family with him and retire after our twenty seven children have grown up and moved out. I want to see those luscious lips speak such filthy, perverse words into my ear while he slides that huge dong down my gaping donut hole.

I want to bang him like he owes me money. I would let him step on me, just to feel the soft, firm warmth of his feet upon my face and groin area. I would sleep under him just to catch him drool in my mouth. I would fish the strands of hair from his shower drain just to smell him alluring scent, and braid them into necklaces to keep him with me always. Or c?ck rings. Whichever would please him more.

Heavens above please, I would do anything for him. I would relinquish my life, all my hopes and dreams, just to become the socks on his feet so that I may warm him mouthwatering toes with my very being, so that he may feel the heat of my love always. I would encase myself in cement and become his doorstep, so that he may wipe his heels upon my face. I would tear my own limbs off. I don’t know what I’d do after that, or why he might want my limbs. But I would do it.

My King, my god, the light of my life. Please heavens, let me have him. I want him to be mine and only mine. I would lick the Doritos dust from his fingers and fill his belly button with honey mustard to dip my tendies in. I would give him a sponge-bath with my tongue every morning and serve him breakfast in bed. I would let him eat his eggs and pancakes off my body if it pleased him, no matter how painful the third-degree burns would be.

I would bear the torment of eternal damnation until the end of time to taste of his lips but once. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for him, nothing I wouldn’t say. I would beat my own friend to death with my engorged balloons if it would bring a smile to Satoru Gojo's shining face. I wouldn’t even let myself c?m until he gave me permission.

I love you, Gojo Satoru. Please. Be mine. Be my husband, my lover, my daddy, my everything. Say yes. Answer my calls, respond to my letters. Something. Give me a sign, Gojo. I’m waiting for you.

I’ll always be waiting for you.

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good space game

i love overwatch

not enough spiderman
*EDIT* still not enough spiderman

not enough spiderman