The longer you wear your lingeries, the more desperate you get.. Your thoughts turn filthy, and that hole of yours? It aches, begging to be filled with what it truly craves
Came over to ‘talk man to man’ about your girl leaving for a Black bull...
Words turned to stutters, stutters turned to whimpers once I dropped trou. Now you bent over voluntary, ass up, takin every inch of the cock that stole her
That’s how confrontations end around here, beta