I told my girlfriend to watch while I fucked her friend, and she sat on the chair by the wardrobe with her hand in her own panties
It started as a drunk dare in our kitchen. Her friend Amaka had slept on our couch after a party. My girl said I stared too much. I said then watch. She laughed. Then she didn’t. She sat down, pulled her dress up, and told me if I was going to do it I should do it in front of her. Amaka looked at her first, not me. That permission was the filthy part. I kissed Amaka against our fridge with my girlfriend breathing hard six feet away.
I got Amaka on our bed. The same sheets. I sucked her tits and dragged two fingers through her wet pussy while my girl watched like she was studying for an exam. Amaka was dripping. I told her to say it. She said she wanted my cock. My girlfriend swore under her breath and rubbed her clit. I bent Amaka over and pushed into that tight pussy in one slow stroke so my girl could see every inch disappear. Amaka moaned into the mattress. I fucked her deep and nasty and I didn’t look away from my girlfriend once.
What I like about Troy is that it treats the war as something people choose to keep going even after the original cause has already done its damage.
Helen, Paris, Hector and Achilles all look like they understand the cost, yet they still step into it. The film is messy with the myth, but that human stubbornness is the part that still lands.
Marcus: I’m sorry, but I’m not paying for somebody else’s student loans.
Jenna: Nobody asked you to write them a check.
Marcus: Oh, really? So where do you think the money comes from when the government forgives thousands of dollars in debt?
Jenna: Let me ask you something.
Marcus: What?
Jenna: If I loaned you $100 today, would that mean you had $100 more wealth than me?
Marcus: Obviously. I’d have the $100, and you’d be out $100 until I paid you back.
Jenna: Exactly. Now imagine I tell you there’s $1 of interest every day until you repay me.
Marcus: So if I ignore you for 300 days, I owe you $400.
Jenna: Correct.
Marcus: And I still haven’t paid you anything.
Jenna: Right.
Marcus: So I owe you $400.
Jenna: Now imagine I look at you and say, “You know what? Forget the last $100. You only owe me $300.”
Marcus: Then you just lost $100.
Jenna: Did I hand you another $100?
Marcus: No.
Jenna: Did I withdraw $100 from my bank account and give it to you?
Marcus: No.
Jenna: Did you suddenly receive another $100 in cash?
Marcus: No.
Jenna: Then what happened?
Marcus: You reduced the debt.
Jenna: Exactly.
Marcus: But I still owed you that money.
Jenna: Yes. And that’s where people get confused.
The woman who paid my rent for six months had never met me.
I found that out when my landlord called and said someone had been paying my rent anonymously.
I thought it was a mistake.
Then he showed me the receipts.
Six months.
Every payment made from the same account.
I asked if he knew who it was.
He said, “Your girlfriend.”
I laughed.
She had been complaining for months that she couldn't afford to help me financially.
So I asked her.
She didn't deny it.
She just said:
“I didn't want you to know.”
STRANGE COULD OPEN PORTALS SO WHY WAS TONY THE ONE WHO HAD TO GET THEM HOME?
He wasn't powerless he used portals multiple times in Infinity War. But opening a portal to Earth from a spaceship traveling deep through space may not be as simple as opening one across a city.
So was Strange's portal magic limited by distance, location, or precision… or was there another reason he couldn't simply send them back.
Most gay content ends at the first kiss or the last drink.
This is the unsexy middle. Him at the stove. You glued to his back like the pot might vanish if you let go.
That’s the part that actually lasts.