When you’re sky-high, eyes rolling, limbs dead weight and brain melted into useless mush, you don’t get a vote. You just lie there limp while I split you open raw, pounding so hard your vision whites out with every thrust.
Rough doesn’t begin to cover it. It’s guaranteed annihilation.
November 29, 2025 at 6:32 AM
When you’re sky-high, eyes rolling, limbs dead weight and brain melted into useless mush, you don’t get a vote. You just lie there limp while I split you open raw, pounding so hard your vision whites out with every thrust.
Rough doesn’t begin to cover it. It’s guaranteed annihilation.