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L'BAWDYHOUSE
Hosted by trashkerouac · EN
an assortment of my musical endeavors
always a pleasure 🎟️ underground artstag forever
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Lysergic Circus
2w ago00:01:52Tap to summarizeLysergic Circus by trashkerouac
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Sipping Oceans
2w ago00:03:53Tap to summarizeSipping Oceans by trashkerouac
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Cut A Rug
2w ago00:04:12Tap to summarizeCut A Rug by trashkerouac
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Six Hour Snakebite
2w ago00:08:28Tap to summarizeSix Hour Snakebite by trashkerouac
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checkra1n/checkm8
2w ago00:05:05Tap to summarizecheckra1n/checkm8 by trashkerouac
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George Jetson Joint
2w ago00:09:03Tap to summarizeGeorge Jetson Joint by trashkerouac
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Valley Cat Strays
2w ago00:09:13Tap to summarizeValley Cat Strays by trashkerouac
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Boppler Radar
2w ago00:01:33Tap to summarizeBoppler Radar by trashkerouac
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Five Across the Face IRL
2w ago00:01:15Tap to summarizeFive Across the Face IRL by trashkerouac
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Cum Sunscreen Pleaser Screamers
4w ago00:06:59Tap to summarizesquirting. I put that ass in the ICU from thrashing like I'm cashing in a band or two. Crashing like I'm mashing super smash man, dood! She be like Kirby; swallow me whole early — link it up, kink it up, drink it up & stay down. Starfoxy fucked me into Falco. Made her peach so puffy it now bows down and out though. Yes, sir. Scarred like a martyr in throes so sonic hedgehogging with tales of gold before the moon goes down. I'll keep a tight hold on making the cum become like some kind of cum sunscreen screamer under the morning sunbeams of light. With hormones outpouring. No one near here better be snoring. Alluring me further, more amok. It'd be offensive if I couldn't keep on fucking, you know? I'm not even as horny as I was, but this ain't boring so I'm gonna make like a marathon runner. Take a shot at breaking knees to see you can take what I got; gunning and stunning, slutty and magnificent. She's fucking loving it. Showcasing how proper a tail chasing should be done. Rubbing it spontaneously combusting clit, the only ones are us, solely lust for two. A tryst split straight space bruised, in about 3 minutes, I'm gonna cover you in 4 different ways in a 5 inch thick glaze. Oh, babes, I'll fix what's broken in time, hush it. Justice will be your busted hymen. High heaven diamond. Bring you sapphire, salted rinds, melted in Simon says, suck it and see. After hours warm and worn, I'm your lion, and I roar nevertheless. What's in store is so much more, so be my tigress. Claws out, jaws ajar, cats meow, and we're impressed. Can't get very far before I'm back on top. No need to stop for desire so keep shouting all around, I'm so deep inside of you. I think I hear it from inside your mouth. I hope I've damaged you. Primal like it should be. I might be a giant with a dick that's liable — to see such symmetry and commit crimes against humanity or at the very least completely destroy any chastity & wrought out the vanity. Not as tense as it used to be, prettier sits the trees now since we first got here. When you barely had anything on, wanting to warm up. It's cold. It's 417 in the morning. I'm yelling — Um, Kind of, Kind of zoned out there for a second… Oh man. Fucking, let's see what I did. Line them up so I can knock them down, pick them back up so I can flatten them out like pancakes… Yes! pancakes, pancakes! So unheard of. Maple like a mouth full of sweet ass syrup. But merely words and words upon words, lathering any adjective which comes out, flips, switch within me, & I lay your ass down. Mind like a slut, cocktails abound, little girl on the long walk in a small, small town. With a guy that's about to rip this, be my own eyewitness. Big brow, hairy, hairy, oh so scary. There she goes. There's something about being married. I don't really follow. But I'd follow you though. Diving in and driving right through the hunger. Inside of you, arriving right before sighing, let me get the door, my velvet floor, whore. Well, my, my, my, looking at legs for days that deletes time. Jeans on me looking real nice too, though. We aren't laid. We are made for this. She leans into jeans of accolades, born out of free will, a dame is a dame. Hot damn, she's the main attraction. Well, will you fuck me until I'm nothing but straight A's in the bathroom? Line them up, knock them down, pick it back up, slam it loud, manhandled so proud. Surely ain't a worried amateur. Nor a hurried birdie flocking, but rather watching the arches bark and drip sweat while we watch it go in over and over and over again. Slam it, slam it. fucking god damn it. Yer pussy's so cozy. I might make it a hammock. Layers so lush, so so nice to the touch. You're the cloth from where I'm cut and it's becoming a bit too much. And I'm about to bust. Lie there for a bit while I doe eye you. Tell me I'm the shit and how you feel brand new. Soothe you while I raise your legs above you to ruin soon. I can't breathe, but neither can you. We both overtook an I owe you. (Cont…)
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