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she/her | 40s | california
Jiang Cheng is my muse 🪷
ultimate bottom goddess 🍑
cockwhore extraordinaire 🍆
“What else?”
“The flute.”
Momentarily distracted from his interrogation by the mental image of his beefcake heart flutterer handling a flute, JC promptly dismisses it and presses on.
[tbc!]
“What else?”
“The flute.”
Momentarily distracted from his interrogation by the mental image of his beefcake heart flutterer handling a flute, JC promptly dismisses it and presses on.
[tbc!]
“No?” he answers, no less uncertainly.
“Are there activities you enjoy that don’t require the use of your—frankly impressive, but that’s beside the point—muscles?”
LXC looks like he doesn’t quite know up from down.
“Yes?” he says.
“Such as?”
“No?” he answers, no less uncertainly.
“Are there activities you enjoy that don’t require the use of your—frankly impressive, but that’s beside the point—muscles?”
LXC looks like he doesn’t quite know up from down.
“Yes?” he says.
“Such as?”
LXC pauses.
“Yes?” he says uncertainly, and shifts, and rests the Purple mattress on the wood floor.
LXC pauses.
“Yes?” he says uncertainly, and shifts, and rests the Purple mattress on the wood floor.
He’s not sure, between the two of them standing here in this hall, on whose behalf he’s more indignant.
He’s not sure, between the two of them standing here in this hall, on whose behalf he’s more indignant.