I can’t wait for tonight. I don’t get to have you often enough. I can’t wait to smell your essence, taste you on my lips. Tear into you, smother you with juices. No tools required, a little blood is though. I want your creamy white sidekick tonite as well. I want you all hot and dripping in serum. Mmmm. And that long lean crunchy asparagus. I can’t wait.
My Bloody Valentine
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