distant of thought, I try to come backpainful regret, I left at allseemingyly simple but I got lost in the mistsa forgetful soul wandering through the badlandsnothing but crows and mebits of flesh and marrowmy body up on a...

              “Call me LeVar Burton because I’ll read the rainbow of a dike ho Putting it to her creamy cunt real slow-so let it snow-let it snow,              “Spreading sweet thighs with a strong but firm grip Now I’m a front-face witness...