Daily Bag: 2867. The belt once swung from his hips. When he was incubus and succubus at every dance.
10 Jan 2023, 16:41
Daily Bag: 2867
The belt once swung from his hips
When he was incubus and succubus at every dance
And never once did he pay for drink or bed.
But now
Crimped as he is
Inside the buckle
He bounces against the belly
Of the belt’s new partner