It was a glorious Sunday morning. The dew was glistening and set the tone for the day, giving William inspiration for his latest project. Despite having clear motivation though, Willie found himself unable to wrote due to his lack of experience in this particular subject... perhaps he should... experiment ;;))) experiment he did! William galloped his way to pantry and picked up his old good and reliable jar of peanut butter. Undoing his draws and 7 layers of pantaloons underneath, he finally revealed his white, soft bare booty cheeks to the cold surrounding air. Now he was excited. He slowly opened the jar in arousal and utter anticipation. Once the creamy brown substance, reminiscent of wet baby shit, was finally open, it was time to go beast mode. William did not hold back and rapidly stuck his rock hard meat into the nut butter as if he was entered into a sandwhich making contest. His junk was oiling up rapidly from the oils of the creamy peanut butter but that deterred him not. UNGHJHHHHGGG MMMM AGHH he screamed, almost near finishing after a solid 2 hours of this activity. Shakespeare then killed himself because every damn character in his writing dies lmao the end.
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The Most Cursed Thing You'll Ever Read (gone sexual) (not clickbait)
FanfictionMe and my friends created absolutely cursed fanfictions thanks to a game one of my friend's created called fanfic roulette. One person picks two people, gives the phone to the person beside them, and then that person has to write the cursed ship. Ev...
