i want to think of light pink splattered flowers when you fuck me&i want to have all of you forever

say بسماللهbefore you eat me

&push your fat cock inside this honeypotthe honeypot that throbs for youthe honeypot that has been crying for youthe possessive honeypot that has been selfish for your slickness

he think i’m sexy&i think i like iteven tho’ i don’t know he think thati don’t even know he existbut he getting off to my existence