This is basically random, and fizzy garbage that my brain spewed out.
Yeah, I do actually personify stuff and myself all the time.
Laugh at the absurdity with me. 349 more words
Soft, succulent moans resonated from behind the bedroom door, gentle coos of pleasure and lust, casting a heated atmosphere over the entire room. Two women -one brunette, one with crimson red locks- knelt upon the floor before him, their hair wrapped about his wrists…held firmly within his powerful grip. 692 more words