Peter North's POV 8
Peter North's POV 8
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Have you met perfection?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster
Don't you just love mornings?
Look at that, how nice it slides
I have my methods, daddy
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Soft all over
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Claim your big prize
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I need a taste to be convinced