It shot in my eye, on my forehead, and on the wall behind me.

It shot to my chest

it's dripping my chest down (sound on)

It belongs to my Son. It's his birthright.

My page is about redefining what it means to my "strong" as a

I have some shyness when it comes to my chest! 🥲

My spit made it down to my little kitty 🙊

It shot over my head! But I still managed to swallow the rest

It shot over my head! But I still managed to swallow the rest

My husband has to watch superior black meat breed me. He knows

I have some shyness when it comes to my chest!

It's a dangerous obsession, but I can't help myself when it comes