Mister X reposted
He was caked in sweat, tears and precum. Each breath was a ragged sobbing moan as his body sat poised on the edge of a climax. He tried to adjust his legs to get some feeling back into them but only managed to impale himself further.
“Oh god, its been six hours. Please let me cum!!”
Mister X smiled and shook his head before closing the door to the closet once more, muffling the bunny’s frustrated cry.
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I had completely forgotten this picture existed. It took a mental effort to post. The bunny depicted here was a very dear friend who died last year. Still makes me weepy eyed to think about. Who knew memories and people couple be tied to pornography…
