In an hour, she walks down the aisle to be your wife. Right now, she's using
that warm, moist, whore mouth to please Darnell's meat while greedily
drinking his descendants. When you kiss her at the altar, you're going to find
it tastes funny
On your knees. Eyes up. Tongue out. I know you’re already imagining what I’d do to you. The thought of me taking control, using you however I please, has you weak, doesn’t it? [sext] [dom]