Butterfly Wings
Surrender to the glossy eyes of bourbon scented lust. Unfold yourself, parchment-thin, cracking and splitting damnation is yours to keep. Whispered affirmations descend canicular days jacket intimidation’s face. Accept rapture, evil’s sinister charade. Enjoy sips of steamy semen, impatient cum. Stand there, shrouded in shame having neither recompense or power Read more