Belize King
I got concepts of a plan.
Every innocuous advice, yoga, and dance video she’s posted has made me unrelentingly rock hard and I can’t explain it.
Raw no pullout
Raw no regret
Raw no more streets because I’ll be too busy in our shared home being spiritually hypnotized, rubbing her feet, eating her ass, and letting ash her joints on my chest.



I’d tell her she has to bathe everyday. She says respect my body. I’d tell her respect my nose. She says I don’t stink so respect my body. I says can you at least wash the coochie before and after sex? She ponders…

She says, “for you I will.”
Me:

Her: “I’m still free bleeding in our garden.”

Me: (I don’t eat your cooking anyway.)
