Sunday 20 September 2015

Thirst

It’s dark out there and it’s pretty rough.
Lick it with your mushy tongue and that vibe of ecstasy on your face makes me filthier and as my carpals reach for your ovaries and you shout out as I grind you in me.
I feel thirstier.



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