a willing meal... (Patreon)

i, couldn't help myself, those soft, slimy walls ever so gently pampering me, i knew their intention, and what i was to them. i, couldn't help myself i had to show my affection to them.. how soft, warm, and hard working they are, despite my inevitable outcomeAccepting that my curiosity got the best of me, i was pretty much little more than what was once in that bowl before i joined it under his pelt. he wanted to see for himself what it even looked like in there... so, we made a call.... for as long as I'd last in here >///>