IM DELETING YOU, DADDY!😭👋
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🚫 ERROR!🚫 💯True💯 Daddies are irreplaceable 💖I could never delete you Daddy!💖 Send this to ten other 👪Daddies👪 who give you 💦cummies💦 Or never get called ☁️squishy☁️ again❌❌😬😬❌❌ If you get 0 Back: no cummies for you 🚫🚫👿 3 back: you're squishy☁️💦 5 back: you're daddy's kitten😽👼💦 10+ back: Daddy😛😛💕💕💦👅👅

what the porgs

what the porgs

-REP!

I met 001 in Counter-Strike 2. Normal match. Good teamwork. No red flags. Just a seemingly regular gamer who knew how to shoot heads and not die immediately. Over the next few months we're playing games with other friends as well, joking around, talking almost daily. At some point I suggest a CS2 LAN night at my place and Emilia says yes.

Fast forward to the day of the LAN.

Instead, a 47-year-old man enters my home like a surprise miniboss encounter. He chugs a Monster Ultra Zero Ultra and unplugs his bluetooth headphones and unleashes Creed at a volume that violates multiple zoning laws.

My living room instantly becomes a cursed facility. He pounced on me like a panther, started ripping my shirt off and nibbling on my ear. I tried to push him off but his skin was coated in layers of sweat. Eventually, I was able to push him off and 1 tap him.

Ultimately, Emilia never existed. Just a full-on fabricated identity of a fat gay man.

NEVER TRUST THIS PERSON!

real pregnant phasmo player

this guy touched me