skella-whore: Naked in the bathtub, sittin’ on the porcelin Waitin for that little hurricane t
skella-whore: Naked in the bathtub, sittin’ on the porcelin Waitin for that little hurricane to pull your torso in And the water don’t run; just drips like rain Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins Fill it up with a bag of that happy stuff Cause the way she runs out you can tell she ain’t had enough (chubby girl bathtime poses feat. Atmosphere tunes) -- source link