dustyislove: She doesn’t mind. She’s unconditional. I spread her, cut her, and take her hard. Somewhere between my third and fourth line, baby’s laugh swims through the lake of fire. For a second, I wonder what time it is. If she’s at home.
dustyislove: She doesn’t mind. She’s unconditional. I spread her, cut her, and take her hard. Somewhere between my third and fourth line, baby’s laugh swims through the lake of fire. For a second, I wonder what time it is. If she’s at home.
