I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I’ve got muscles you’v
I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I’ve got muscles you’ve never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you’d beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don’t?Because it’s wrong. -- source link