February 2012
Hit on girls in the fashion of Shakespeare.
dustydanger:
“Move thy panties to the side, my dearest maiden. Let me plunge my veined flesh blade into thine meaty sheath.”
“Oh! Majesty! Oh! Glory! Doth sun does not shine as bright as your smile! Mountains do not jut as do your porcelain breasts! I’m about to cum!”
If you ask me questions I might answer them.
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