not to be crude but i would let hubert von vestra raw me behind a seven eleven with his circuitous unspeakable god-knows-what-he's-got-down-there

idk sometimes it's extremely fucking ok ask a man made of 12 sticks bound together with twizzlers if he wants to backhand me across the face, it's called self care

It’s perfectly normal to have desires like getting drugpoisoned by a horrible eyebrowless sex gremlin so I can finally get some fucking sleep but also rawed, simultaneously

I want him to lock me in a metal cage and then kick me to death bc I wanna see those jodhpurs flap around, flying-squirrel-ass

My dude’s gonna fill me up like a too-high donut baker’s first failed Boston Cream

My guy’s gonna keep his pants up when he fucks tho lest he show that prime raw chicken ass grocery-store-first-pickins spring 2020 Realness

Dude’s got a dick like a backwards scream—improbable, hard to replicate, strangely enticing, hurts the throat.