the force of daddys thrusts actually was starting to light daddy's beard nipple hair on fire, but daddy didnt mind, all it took was a mightly leap from the four star restaurant to his newyork skyline penthouse (where he had 16 Ferraris chilling at the top specifically to deny them of their made to roading purpose) bathroom and turned on all the high powers jets which they both knew had the power to break bones

bones belonging to people who werent fuckin this good that is 


my aircon burns from the electricity running through its veins