Drake’s been ‘bar-hopping’ for a bit.
As in, he goes to a bar and hops into some hungry muscle-cunt holes for a fight and a fuck.
“Now who’s next, bitchfags~?”
Drake’s fathered plenty of runts, and they all get the same training course in the ways of devilish lust.
Especially when Salire is the one doing the ‘teaching’.
“Mnnnhhhh… fuuuuuck, baby red…~”
Drake’s been ‘bar-hopping’ for a bit.
As in, he goes to a bar and hops into some hungry muscle-cunt holes for a fight and a fuck.
“Now who’s next, bitchfags~?”
“BBC this, BWC that, choke on some B*D*C and you’ll never want any other cock. Ain’t that right, Sethy?”
‘Gnnnhhh! Mmmmhhh!’
“Yeah, yeah, keep sucking and earn your creamy treat, you beefy bitch.”
You’ve caught Drake taking a nice relaxing soak. And now he wants one thing from you.
“Climb yourself on this fat slab of monster meat before I sit you down on it, myself.”
