• weeeeum@lemmy.world
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        5 days ago

        Only Lord knows how I wish to bear the sensation of my bones being ground to dust, by flesh being crushed into a pulp between the jaws of those THICC thighs.

        I want nothing more than to be left as a sad, red, wet blob to bear witness to this goddess washing my blood off her legs.