🕯️Forgive me, gay God, for I have tribbed. And I would do it again.🕯️
Last night I listened to Cari Fletcher and my p💞ssy made a sound I can only describe as a wet exorcism. I wasn’t praying — I was moaning the rosary. I imagined her pinning me to the choir pew with her thigh and whispering filthy lyrics in my ear while the church organ plays a remix of ‘Undrunk.’ I had to Google ‘can you get pregnant from eye contact’ — and not for the first time. I would let her baptize me with her spit. I would crawl to her on my knees over broken strap-ons and beg to be punished for every time I listened to her music with pants on. I came six times and saw the Virgin Mary fanning herself in the corner. I am not sorry. I’d let her rail me on the altar. In fact, I need her to.

- Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
- Promoting 𝓐𝓝𝓞𝓡𝓔𝓧𝓘𝓐 since 1998
- Also known as ⋆ 𝒞💞𝒸𝒶𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝑒 ⋆
-Rush B? No. Rush Me, Mommy.