On the night you were born, two polar bears fucked hard and nasty, knees trembling with each thrust, while the moon looked on with voyeuristic pleasure.
It doesn't have anything to do you, just something I'm pretty sure happened that day.
06 March 2009
On the Night You Were Born — Nancy Tillman
On the night you were born, two polar bears fucked hard and nasty, knees trembling with each thrust, while the moon looked on with voyeuristic pleasure.
It doesn't have anything to do you, just something I'm pretty sure happened that day.
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