My homies say in order to fit in:
I need to show more skin.
I must down the gin,
Throw up in order to be thin.
Live the live of sin.
My homies gossip and betray.
Turn their backs on you if you don't obey.
True friendship, only a display.
I need to go another way,
yet I always stay.
All contents © Copyright 1996-2024. Literotica is a registered trademark.
Desktop versionT.O.S.PrivacyReport a ProblemSupport
Version 1.0.2+1f1b862.6126173
We are testing a new version of this page. It was made in 20 milliseconds