real good too.
right over there by that window.
you can’t see the window,
but it is the room sized one that overlooks the entire high line down in the meat packing district.
i wanted him to pack all his 8″ of latex covered meat inside me in front of that window.
that kind of voyeuristic shit turns me on.
even though he is in the public eye…
Category: LET ME TELL YOU A STORY…
that is not a baller wolf’s picture for his roster.
that is a “soon-to-be-jaibird” jackal’s mug shot.
what he did?
well he killed his boyfriend.
get this tho…
he called the police and asked why they were taking so long.
the story is via queerty…
“um thats not the correct thing to say.”
i proceeded to slap him in his face.
“i’m going to say it again since you forgot.
get on your knees.”
tonight he was going to be my bitch…
dean martin was blasting out the overhead speakers.
it was feeling a lot like christmas up in here.
even tho it wasn’t outside.
bae wasn’t in bed when i woke up this morning.
when i went downstairs to look for him,
he damn near screamed for me to go back upstairs.
“i want you to go back upstairs and don’t move!” he said.
he was just wearing an apron and his drawz.
if my ass wasn’t still sore from last night,
i’d fuck him right on these stairs.
he has been the most gracious host since he flew me out here.
this time last year for christmas,
i woke up to the sounds of “hood” and “rat”.
i’m in the hollywood hills.
who woulda thunk?…