the masculine urge to answer a knock on the door in the middle of the night in an oversized sweater and no pants to get my face fucked by a man who calls me a good boy
Stare into My eyes, whilst I steal that soul of yours. I’ll fuck that wallet twice, chuck it when I’m bored. Replaceable virgin beta’s, bowing to the floor. Manipulated into weakness, there’s always more in store. Approach for drains, sessions an