On Conforming
Your way I've had to travel lost, cold and so very alone, life completely unbalanced... my heart dry as a bone.. And your tongue, by the way, uhmmmm.... well....it tends to unravel like..like..uhhh a double-edged sword... YET...it fits perfect between your POINTY-FANGS which I adore... so I must... Sign in to see full entry.