We’re getting dirty in the dungeons with a pthumeru cup
She’s got that evil pussy. She’s got that beast pussy. She’s got that something-that’s-living-under-the-streets pussy. I double dip with my threaded cane, but I side-step after. I’ve been keeping my eyes peeled, and there’s something in the rafters. It’s a vicious she-wolf; her eyes are bloodshot and mean. Im readying my weapon but she’s pulling on my jeans. The wolf says “stay out of hemwick, girl, those witches know how to hex.” I say “I know what I’m into honey, this is bloodborne sex”
Mad cause my swag is deceptively lovecraftian in nature
