I Swallowed Shampoo Lyrics Novels & Stories

It's a collection of nostalgic nineties rock tunes, a genre I can't quite understand his fondness for. The bathroom is filled with the energetic sound of Cannonball by The Breeders, and it feels as if someone is injecting raw energy into my veins. With both hands, I squirt a dollop of citrus-scented shampoo onto my palm, working it into a lather and massaging it into my hair. Just then, the door swings open, revealing the half-frosted glass of the shower enclosure. The steam has fogged up the top portion, but I clear it away with my fist. Willow appears, still groggy from sleep, wearing a pink eye-mask and blue granny pajamas. She yawns and stretches, her presence bringing a sense of warmth

With the taste of your lips Am on ride, come toxic,come sip it under she sang swaying her hips. Am addicted to you, Don't you know that your toxic I turned her and she whined. Ma ma ahhhh ahhhh, to do dooo, hey oooh Its getting to give you love, I took a sip from my devils cup, slowly its taking over me To high can't come down, loosing my head, spinning round about, oh do you feel me now I sang grinding into her. With the taste of your lips,

I swallowed around him, savoring his taste as his grip tightened in my hair. A deep groan rumbled through his chest as he thrust deeper, the smooth skin of his length sliding against my tongue. My eyes fluttered closed, losing myself in the sensations as he pulsed and spilled down my throat. Warm fingers stroked my cheek. "Swallow," he commanded, his voice husky. I obeyed, swallowing every drop he gave me. As I did, he slowly slipped from between my lips. A shiver ran through me at the loss of his heat.

Bubblebath heartache, foam in my hair, Crying to shampoo like you actually care. You wrecked me, you left me, I’m drowning in blue, And I smell like regret... and blueberry shampoooooo. She held the last note like she was headlining a sold-out Broadway show, eyes closed, chin lifted, arm still stretched to the heavens. It wasn’t singing anymore. It was howling, full-on, drunken howl-at-the-moon energy. And apparently, I was the moon. I rarely laughed. My world ran on composure. Control. A shield I’d learned to live behind.

I open my mouth and swallow him down. Like this, it’s easy to lose myself in him. He surrounds me. He’s all I can see, hear, taste. He grabs my hair and rams me forward. I relax my throat and accept every inch of him with a moan. He hisses through his teeth, and I pull back to set the rhythm.

“That girl was a solution! You need to stop sabotaging this!” “The only solution I need is one that doesn’t make me want to claw my own eyes out. Next.” The last girl scurries out like she’d rather be anywhere but listening to our back-and-forths. For an agonizing long second, it’s just the two of us and the hum of Lewis Capaldi crooning “Someone You Loved” from the corner speaker. The irony isn’t lost on me.

“Suck on it.” I shook my head amiss the sobs, but his grip was too tight as he shoved my face on it. I clenched my jaw, holding my mouth shut. The pain was spreading through me. He grabbed my jaw and forced it open, then thrust in. The taste of her left a salty, bitter flavor on my tongue. I could feel the vomit threatening to jump out, and I bit his cap in a bid to survive and heard him yell as he staggered backward.

"And we see you over there on the internet. Comparing all the girls who are killing it But we figured you out We all know now, we all got crowns. You need to calm down," I sang once again before chugging the bottle of beer I was holding. Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh You need to calm down (you need to calm down) You're being too loud (you're being too loud) And I'm just like oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (oh)

Why in the goddess name would Rhena want to take me out? I stumbled into the bathroom, and I could feel my limbs slowly giving out. I leaned at the edge of the sink. There was no time to think, I dipped my finger into my mouth and reached for my uvula. I didn’t get my hand halfway through my mouth before I let out a gag, so violent that all my dinner came pouring out of my mouth instantly. I turned the tap on, quickly rinsing my mouth. As I watched the vomit spiral down the drain, I realized. It was too late, there were no pills in my vomit. It has dissolved into my system.

He wrapped my hair around his arm tighter and fucked my face even harder until I was choking and hanging on my last breath. With more deep thrusts and groans, I felt him begin shooting his load down my throat and I eagerly swallowed, not letting any drop go to waste. Only when I was sure I had milked him completely dry did I pull away and licked my lips with a smile. ~~~~~ I stood in the shower, letting the water cascade down my skin. The temperature felt good on me and I was basking in the refreshing scent of my bath soap, forgetting that I was meant to be out already.