Also I Thought I Would Add Something To This Post Of Mine While I'm Working On A New Blurb

Smut Headcanon

Past and Present Kamala

When it comes to you and Kamala you guys sex lives are great. Especially since Kamala is the dominant one in the relationship.

She’s love your body ever since her college days in HBCU. The first time y’all had sex she was obsessed… and still is obsessed almost 20 To 30 years later.

The way she loves how you cum on her tongue and how the way you scream and moan her name. Omg is crazy for facesitting as well.

She loves that you take care of her as well. But she mostly pleases you. Basically more of a giver and not a receiver.

She gets off when you gets off. When you try to give back she stops you because she basically cums off your moans and knowing its going to put you to sleep.

Oh and speaking of dominant Kamala does not like it when you become bratty. You have rules to follow and if you break them you will punish.

She have all kinds of different sex toys. From whips to butt plugs to dildos and much more. Oh you hate orgasm denial very much. That’s a big part of how much you hate that she does that to you.

You are her good girl and you better act like it. Or else you will be spanked. Good girls cums while bad girls don’t. But don’t worry you do get your get back at her though.

She gives you a look that tells you don’t act up.

Fucks you hard with the biggest strap-on that she knows you can barely take. The belly bulge and the cum ring around the based of the fake cock. She loves it.

Kamala loves you very much soft or hard dom she will always take care of baby. Don’t get it twisted though, she will fuck up your pussy and asshole. Leaving you gaping for her and her alone.

Valentine’s Day

Happy late Valentine’s Day who all celebrated.

Request by anonymous

I woke up on Valentine's Day with a sense of tingling through my veins. As wrestler, I was used to adrenaline-fueled moments in the ring, but today promised a different kind of thrill. My husband, Bret, had hinted at a surprise that would set our hearts racing, and I couldn't wait to see what he had in store.

The day passed in a blur of anticipation, the hours ticking by slowly until it was finally time for Bret's grand reveal. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over our home, I found myself standing in the living room, surrounded by candlelight and rose petals fluttering gently in the air.

Bret stood before me, a devilish grin playing on his lips as he beckoned me forward. The sultry strains of R&B music filled the room, adding to the intimate ambiance that enveloped us. My heart raced as I took in the sight before me, knowing that this Valentine's Day would be unlike any other.

Bret handed me a glass of champagne, the bubbles tickling my nose as I took a sip, savoring the taste of luxury on my lips. His eyes sparkled with desire and adoration, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down my spine. I knew then that this night held promises of passion and love that would ignite our souls.

As the evening unfolded, Bret revealed a feast fit for royalty, a symphony of flavors that tantalized my taste buds. The spicy dishes added an extra kick to the already charged atmosphere, fueling the flames of desire that burned between us.

In that moment, as I looked into Bret's eyes, I felt a surge of emotion welling up inside me. This Valentine's Day surprise was more than just a celebration; it was a testament to the depth of our love, a reminder of the fiery connection that bound us together. As we danced into the night, lost in each other's arms, I knew that this Valentine's Day would be etched in my memory forever.

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My name is Tarneem Sami, and I live in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City 🇵🇸🇵🇸🍉with my three children. My husband, Ahmed, was killed while trying to get supplies for us. We have fled from place to place, living in constant fear amid severe shortages of food and medicine, hoping only to survive this brutal war.

‎‏Please help me. Please help me to save my children from hunger and diseases. We are suffering a lot 😭🙏🏻🍉😭

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Ok

Pray You Catch Me

The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the city skyline. Bret sat on the edge of a rooftop, his thoughts consumed by the haunting melody of a familiar song. It had been months since he last saw Y/n, and the ache in his heart seemed to intensify with each passing day.

As the lyrics of "Pray You Catch Me" echoed in his mind, Bret couldn't help but where their love had gone astray. They were once inseparable, their souls entwined in a bond that felt unbreakable. But somewhere along the way, they had lost their connection, becoming two strangers who once knew every inch of each other's hearts.

The night breeze rustled through Bret's hair, carrying with it the faint scent of Y/n's perfume - a painful reminder of what they had lost. He closed his eyes, allowing the memories to wash over him like waves crashing against the shore.

He remembered the first time they met, the instant spark that connected them. Their laughter filled the air as they explored the world together, creating memories that seemed impossible to forget. But as time passed, cracks began to form in their foundation, and they found themselves drifting apart.

Bret's heart ached with regret for the mistakes he had made, the words left unspoken, and the moments of doubt that cast shadows over their love. He longed for a chance to make things right, to apologize, and to hold Y/n's hand as they navigated life's challenges together.

With a deep breath, Bret reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He hesitated for a moment before pressing Y/n's number, hoping against hope that she would answer. As the phone rang, thoughts raced through his mind - would she forgive him? Would she give their love another chance?

Finally, a soft voice murmured from the other end of the line. It was Y/n. Bret felt his heart skip a beat as he struggled to find the right words. "Y/n, it's me," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of apprehension and hope. "I've been listening to this song, and it made me realize just how much I miss you... how much I still love you."

There was a pause, and Bret's heart seemed to hang in the balance. Then, a sigh escaped Y/n's lips, followed by a barely audible "I miss you too, Bret." In that moment, hope flickered in Bret's chest like a small flame, igniting a renewed belief that their love could find its way back home.

Together, they vowed to open their hearts, to communicate, and to rebuild what was broken. As the night sky enveloped them, they held onto each other tightly, united in their desire to rediscover the love that once seemed so effortless. With every step they took, they prayed that their journey would lead them back to a place where their love could thrive once again.

Sometimes i look at my $elfharm scars and think “Damn it wasn’t even that deep”

Definitely fucking need!!!

ok people, where are the Beldam!gp fics? I'm in need of this~

Why is almost no one posting on Wattpad anymore or even here, like I want something to read after a hard day but most people have shifted to AO3 that has a problem almost every week.

Can you one where we are his wife and also a wrestler for valentine's day

Sorry I didn’t reply sooner but yeah sure I don’t mind.