2″December 5. You walk down the empty street, the only sound is your footsteps crunching in the snow as snowflakes gently decend upon you. Right befor you turn onto your street, you're grabbed from behind by my clawed hand and forced into some sack. You scream and cry, but your efforts are futile. After what feels like hours, you get dumped into my lair, where you can hear children crying. I grab you and pull you close, running my tongue up your cheek Delicious. I keep licking, enjoying you.
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2Moon1🌙
24/12/2024
the-Doodlebug
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21/01/2025