I still woulda grabd tha back of her head wit bowf handz & slammed her face repeatedly n2 my pelvis. Throat or die. I don't play no games about what I need
All tha signz of greatness. Nighaz already kno wtf I'm saiyan. Slurpin & choakin, throat muzic iz a necessity. Handz stayd on tha bed. She a keeper 4 that alone. Stayd shovin it deep az she could. U kno she evn wurse ryte now smh
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