Dear Gaddafi I was hoping to be One of your female Body guards So I can tease you With my AK Against my self Be your play thing And by day protect You my sweet
Let kiss you Touch you Lick you **** on your ******* And **** As I do my work my **** Dance on to you Make you *** Or get hard Are you enjoying it as much as I am Sweetie.
whipped cream on your skin blood and sweat from ecstasy pulled ******* crop welts on your ***** overly sweet like too much honey why do you beg what did you say how come you cry 05-09 whisper in my ear predator or prey *** is power play with me strike a match set me on fire Fleur du Mal
Inspired after 05-09’s reading of literotica while drinking wine by the fireplace