 r*** fantasies please. tell me you want to stab me or something. drink my blood, throw me against a wall. jam your way too big cock in my asshole with no warning. I could go on for a while.
When I say go dark, do it, don't be a little bitch. I'm not one and I know what I want.
I don't know what you're used to but that ain't me, sweetie. I don't think I really have any limits and if I do, I'll still like that you've taken it further. You can tell me what you usually keep in your head all bottled up. Or maybe women call you names and block you for it. |
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