Thoughts of a blood fiend named boîte

“I just made myself cum so hard thinking of one of the first times we fucked when you got a nosebleed…”

“…and how we kept fucking even though you were dripping blood all over me and the bathroom. I thought I was going to get a nosebleed when I came earlier..”

-boƮte

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