At the Depeche Mode concert in 2000, we hadn’t yet thought about what we’d name the kids. We hadn’t even discussed having kids. But she had swallowed my ejaculate and I’d let her fuck me with her strap-on: there would be a time for children. Yes, but it wasn’t at Staples Center in 2000 while I was face-deep in her while JUST CAN’T GET ENOUGH played to a packed house. Eating a woman’s pussy, the last thing you think about is anything else.
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