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August 11 - August 30, 2025
“Sometimes, I sit out
Women just want to feel wanted, loved, and lusted after. But most importantly, reassured.
Plus, women with old names are savages. Last Summer, I fucked a girl named Dottie and she took me down. I almost couldn’t keep up,” he said, laughing.
I am ready to get cracked… like an egg. Plowed… like a garden. Back broken… like Humpty. I don’t know what kind of video you’re going to get at 8:59, but whatever it is will be blamed on this wine.”
“Declan Danger, you are going to spoil me. Scalp rubs. Teary orgasms. Sleepy rides to bed and turn down service. I don’t know. I can’t take this.” “I’ll spoil the fuck out of you if you let me.”
“Ella, he was touching my bruise,” he said lowly, sliding deeper into me. “I don’t fucking like that.”
“The right way, my precious Ella, is you blessing me with this pussy, and you taking whatever you want from me. Whatever you fucking want.”
“You know, Declan, you are like one of those weirdo Encyclopedia bros, that just know a bunch of random info, for no reason, but will beat the quantum physics out yo’ coochie. Like, I think that is so fucking sexy like… oh my God.”
“I told you that you might not know who you are when I’m done with you,” she chuckled. “What?” “You just blacked out a little bit.” “What?”
While I sipped it down, every dirty little thing she did came rushing back to me, and I cut my eyes to her. The slight wink she gave me let me know that she knew that I remembered.
“Lord, I wish I could be drunk right now.” “No, you don’t, I been pissing for forty-five seconds straight!” I burst out laughing.