Inspired, honestly. I wonder what my brainwashed foot sluts'd do with bread that touched my feet?
Varnish it for your altar?
Lick it all over imagining my soles?
Eat it, trying to bring a part of me inside you in the smallest and most literal sense?
Rub off on it?
Possibilities.
Seeing one of my spirals you know that there is no turning back, please just breathe and relax and sink, there is no need to resist, just being a good and obedient boy whose mind melts with each word.
Good boys must fall deeper.
Good boys must RT.
Good boys want to Dm and obey.
Inspired, honestly. I wonder what my brainwashed foot sluts'd do with bread that touched my feet?
Varnish it for your altar?
Lick it all over imagining my soles?
Eat it, trying to bring a part of me inside you in the smallest and most literal sense?
Rub off on it?
Possibilities.
Inspired, honestly. I wonder what my brainwashed foot sluts'd do with bread that touched my feet?
Varnish it for your altar?
Lick it all over imagining my soles?
Eat it, trying to bring a part of me inside you in the smallest and most literal sense?
Rub off on it?
Possibilities.