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Justin Bieber Is A Whore....

You cried into pillow and it felt someone had ripped your heart out of your chest. You cried and cried. You started shaking and hyperventilating. 'How could he do this...he said he loved me and would never hurt me like all my other ex's..' You didn't look around because there were pictures everywhere of the strangers in love. The pillow smelled like La Loba Santal 33... "his stupid fucking sexxiest smell in the world..." You throw the pillow and started throwing all of them off the bed aiming for those stupid people "in love". People in love don't do that kind of shit.

-Lets Start At The Beginning To Catch Up/:-

It was a beautiful sunny day but you had to be woken up by this annoyingly perky morning person. "Baby" he kisses your cheek. You groan in response. "Baby you need to get up" he kisses your face repeatedly until you hide in it the pillow. He gets on up the bed and pulls the covers off your body. "Fuck Off!!!" you yell annoyed. He grabs both your ass cheeks and squeezes hard. Then takes your hair wraps it around his wrist and pulls so your heads back and leans into your ear "First, of all watch your dirty mouth. Second, that hurt my feels. Third, don't ever yell at me again or next time I will shove my dick in your mouth. Got it?" You moan and reply with "I'm sorry Justin. I'm not a morning person you that baby." He let's go and let's you roll over. His smile is so beautiful just like the rest of him. "I know baby." He leans and kisses you and lays on top of you pinning you under him. "Babe...I...can't...breath" "Yes you can because your talking." You giggle and he gets his body weight off of you and moves your legs so his are in between yours. You feel a extra large thing poking your inner thigh. You get red and say "Um...someone's happy to see me." "Always and especially since I'm in the second most favorite place in the world." You look at him confused "In between your lovely lovely legs baby." "Oh!...What's the first?" "In you. Well in where you let me." "I'm sorry I just not ready...." you don't finish the sentence because he starts rubbing it right against your best friend (your vag if you're wondering). You start grinding your hips to feel the friction. He grabs your boobs and squeezes and you arch your back so there in his hands more. "Are you ready now baby?" You think about and then say "Justin stop." He releases an annoyed sigh and gets off of you. "Why?!? Why (y/n) can't we have sex? Are you not attracted to me in that way?" "Of course I am Justin its just.." he cuts you off "You're not ready! Yeah I know you never are." And with that he walks out the door and you chase after him. "Justin!" he grabs his keys. "Justin where are you going?" you pull on his hand. He snatches it out of your grip and replies icily "Out!" and slams the door behind him. That was 6 hours ago..You called his phone finally and heard it up stairs "Shit!" you run upstairs. You pick up his phone and end the call and that's when you see a text from someone named Booty Call #1. 'WTF?!?! BOOTY CALL!!!' You look at the text and its for some girl saying:
Hey baby! When you come over and get this pussy again(; I miss your huge cock beating this up(;

Another from someone named Big Booty
Juuuusssssttttiiiiinnnnn!! I need your juicy huge ass dick again baby! I'm addicted and been one naughty girl(; Cum teach me a lesson.