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“You should go see a Steelers game while you’re there.” “A what game?” “Steelers. Football,” he says, annunciating loudly.
“Pinky what?” “Promise.” “Like a five-year-old?” “Are you five?” “No, I’m thirty.” “Then like a thirty-year-old.”
she reminds me of Strawberry Shortcake. But in an X-rated way. I’m sure there’s a porn site out there with Strawberry Shortcake getting rammed by that blueberry boy. Right now, I want to be that blueberry boy and taste the sweetness of her shortcake.
My outsides may seem sweet and innocent, but I am far from innocent. I like my sex life how I like my daily life—exciting and in many positions.
“You taste like sugar and sin, little Shortcake. You’re not as goody two shoes as you appear to be, are you?”
“Goddamn it, Shortcake. You feel like every sin I ever wanted to commit.”
“You are far too beautiful to be repulsed by. Just looking at you sometimes catches me by surprise at how much I don’t want to look away.”
“You look like a pink cotton candy wet dream that I don’t want to wake up from.”
“Very well my pink princess. Your Zaddy shall fulfill your every need. Whatever a Zaddy is.”
Monster cocks to get off your monster rocks.
One is from the Latex Palace, ‘your place for pleasure and pain’. The other… Jesus fucking Christ. I rub a hand down my face staring at the pastel rainbow box that proudly states, Pleasure Stables for all your pony play dreams. There’s even a picture on the side—of a person’s ass from the back, a tail sticking out from between the crack.
