"wwell.. wwhat are you wwaitin for? it aint gonna eat itself." The hipster said as he made a come here gesture with his finger to (C/N). he had his legs spread open; his march skirt lifted up and he had no shame in showing his soaking wet plump nook to anyone along with his bulge, specially the troll in front of him. He had a slight deep blush as well, biting down his lip once he finished his sentence.
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A: i cannot feel my legs but here, nsfwish shit.
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♒ Eridan's wwhatevver book ♒
Randomalright. this shit is good for my fuckin ego I guess, I may be depress wwhen I put somethin up in here, or just wwant to let out somethin, maybe randomness or maybe just wwant to share thins wwith all a you, sounds good? good. I'm feelin coddamn pl...
