Luv Ya Quotes

I'de luv to kiss ya but I just washed my hair.

You know I luv ya more than my luggage

John “Jack” Brown was my dad. I have always called him Dad and will remember him as Dad. Fathers can be anything, but dads are always loving, tender and sensitive even when they’re angry with you. No matter how angry Dad got or how much I disappointed him, a simple “LuvYa” would calm him down. His down-to-earth smile would transform my unpleasant mood and lift me from my doldrums. His irresistible smile was infectious, while his love for Mom and me was genuine.

hadn’t noticed before. “You smell like heaven in heat.” “Shut the fuck up,” Aero growls. He steps over Nox’s legs, palming the length of his cock as he rolls his fist over the tip. “You want a taste? You gotta lick her off my cock, ya thirsty fuck.” He pulls his black fitted t-shirt up over his tight, toned abdomen, placing the end between his teeth, holding it up with his mouth as he steps closer behind me. I grip the couch before me again, knowing the pleasured pain I have coming to me. Running the piercing along my slit, we both sigh as he coats himself with my arousal before pushing into me achingly slow right above Nox’s face. “See how that cunt wraps around me?” Aero asks Nox, torturing him beneath us. “She fists my cock. Pulls me deeper like the needy slut she is.” “Oh!” I cry out, the crudeness sending me into a lust-filled haze.