"Wilford~ I need you to feck me~..." he said, as he grabbed onto Wollerd's shirt. Wil smirked, and pushed the hornay demon on the bed, smirking at him still.
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Dacko gasped, it mande at the hard poosh Wackered gave him. Dark wanted this, but didn't know how to say it ;-; All he knew was that he was hoorni, and needed Wickered Wackstache right now :D
Sorry it's so short, but I'm reaaally fuckin tired, since I stayed up past 12, trying to think of something XD
Anyway, leet me know if you wanna part three!
Stay gold!
-mark maddox 🖤🤍
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