speak to me a glory hole because i am glorious. last time when i had that drool enducing buttocks clenshing cotton soaking cockskin brow meat human slushy making machine i couldnt get enough of detective lestrads big manly uwu oogaly boogely minion little big girthy trouser snake. i drool over it every night and finger mine wittle little itty bitty light wittle weinie hole to imagine that sexy dashing charming dashing man again ramming mine quaint corky saggy 78 year corky{{aj}} corporal agent. I do lack to meet him again cus then when we fucking and hes pounding the soul out of me with his fulsome spikey tiger cock he speak to me his dirty little slutty-
"may i inquire to what thou ist thinking of mine lovely bird?" sherlocks grimy voice interrupts mine daydreams as he fiddles with mine balding hair, mine lays of corky{{aj}} man fulsome{{aj}} shifting as i stare at the man. this man got on my nerves frequently, i loathed him so much. despite our passionate bedroom, there were many aspects that we disagreed on, like toast. and nothing else.
"im going out." i announced. the world shook as i stood up from the chair i had sat in for so long, an indent in the chair making it sag, but not as saggy as my cute uwu coquette little rolls that delicately ordinated my body uwu. i wobbled to the door as i heard the man behind me grunt like a whimpering dog who lost its master. i giggled on a high as i made my way down the hall to lestrads room. i swung the door open and jumped on the man, knocking him to the floor and almost making a hole in the floor.
"hello my qittle discord kitten i missed you so much and i know what you're here for." the man grabbed my left cheek and spread it open, ripping my trousers and forcing a loud moan out of my mouth, his apartment door still open. his trouser snake slide inbetween my thighs as he didn't care, lubricating the spot over and over as i gripped his shoulders.
I still fantasize about sucking some one off 'i their wee wagon. Being dragged out to the streets 'i nought yet a tight leopard-print dress and a warrant from mine bawd of moe drugs. The thought of being picked up by lestrad towards the side of some road so we could to a secluded spot for his sloppy toppy for only a bawbling reward of $5 for this 78 year olds little adorbale floppy toppy corporal agent wuwu i fantasize about being picked up towards the side of the road by lestrad and spending a long night with him. wherein things just about calming down, to start it back up again, i bend over for him so he rip ope that baggy and pour cocaine on me and rip a fulsome line through mine asscrack
would I gargled on lestrad's balls id belike choke from the sheer amount of hair and after im done ill pull out a long strand of his ball hair from mine throat along with the hairball attached to the end of the strand and play with it as a ball of yarn. Mine asshole shaved so smooth mine shit slides out as a whole block of cheese into lestrads mouth no moe nutella filtered ass water for mine love
every time lestrad appears thou dont e'en wot how fast i literally turn into a vanilla icecream soft serve machine at arby's from busting so hard i could fill up a large stoup so he could put 'i some whipped cream and enjoy mine milkshake made fresh towards the farm
i am brought back to the instant when lestrad kisses me and he kisses me like thou, sherlock. as the man of mine thoughts pounds me senseless with his fulsome girthy spilling from all pores trouser snake, i canst not regard of his brow , only yours. as he unleashes his domian expansion 102438702347 load of rock hard cum into mineth ass i crawl mine way back to our shared apartment.
thou are sitting on one of the two chairs placed to the side of the window, smoking thy pipe as i crawl through the doors, leaving a trail of virgin hue behind. i wanted to hurt thou, yet the victory is that i couldn't stomach it. i shall love me if thou shall hast this uwu wittle 78 year corky newborn man uwu
