In a world where romance is dead, everything is a throat fuck and a creampie for that exchange of the human lifeforce, the only thing that remains romance is tight pants, cuz every time I see an ass hugged by spandex, I think….OH that’s romantic, let’s make a candlelit dinner, read some poetry, maybe even write and perform a love song, even an interpretive dance, that ends with me ejaculating on those tight pants….in my own kind of creampie to know we are in love…

I don’t know about you, but I’ve left the basement for 15 minutes today and saw two incredible hot bodies in basically spandex outfits and I said…this is quite fucking lovely, isn’t it….too bad the rest of the world is terrifying and apocalyptic.

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