Visiting my mother's hometown was on my top ten things to do whilst touring the ten circles of hell. Next on the list: Rectum piercings ft Hitler! Fortunately for me, we won't be staying too long. Two weeks isn't a very long time considering the grand scheme of things. Once a dude trying sticking a capstick up my ass to help prep me for anal. Needless to say, he had some trouble fishing it out and i lost a couple butt hairs, dignity and a hour that felt like 5 years of my life. So two weeks will be a breeze.
Thotlandia was one of those village like towns. Everywhere had streetlight and trees. There was a KFC that sold salty chicken for the white folks. Cars were always passing by and everyone knew everyone. Which wasn't good if i wanted to fuck the neighbours. Do i judge places on the fuckability of neighbours? Maybe. And unfortunately, this place simply wasn't making the cut. However, it did have an old victorian mansion and rumours of vampires lurking around after dark. So i guess it wasnt éntirely bad.
I was insanely curious about the vampires. Who wouldn't be to be honest. Imagine all the stories they would be able tp vividly tell. All the accurate contibutions to retelling history that isn't inheritly censored via white institions and fragility. Most of all, IMAGINE 200 YEARS TO PERFECT YOUR TECHNIQUE. I mean, imagine how good sex would be with someone that had 200+ years of giving head. FANTASTIC. ORGASMIC. And all that other good jizz. As our car pulled up to my grandmother's house, i was basically humming out of joy and future prospects.
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Victorian Hush
VampireA sex positive slut and her sexcapades idk man this is a train wreck and I'm not sorry Obviously a MATURE story so children plz leave tanks Also yes this is what I decided to use my associates degree in English on There WILL BE TYPOS CUZ IDC YEEET...
