sirloin: “I imagine I could fuck you morning, noon, and night, but common sense tells me that’s out of the question. But nobody can stop me from fucking your head off – in my imagination.” — Henry Miller, from Dear Brenda: Love Letters to
sirloin: “I imagine I could fuck you morning, noon, and night, but common sense tells me that’s out of the question. But nobody can stop me from fucking your head off – in my imagination.” — Henry Miller, from Dear Brenda: Love Letters to
