Silence wench
Its really Not that i want to have sex everytime i am aware of my instinct bursting out of my gut to perform the cruel but whenever i see a thigh poking out of its boundary out of an automobile or walking in the streets with pink or orange or red or blue… that's it, the animal in me wants to grab those damn thighs and squeeze those asses and have a load of my white serum spill on those thighs. it is sickening cause if and only if any woman has accepted me and talked to me wholeheartedly so that i can finally say "silence wench, i do not wish to be horny anymore, i just want to be happy."
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