✧ Ƈнιρρ Ƶαηυff ✧

❝ Ɗιɗ уσυ тнιηк уσυ cσυƖɗ ѕєɗυcє α ηιηנα? Ƴσυ gєт ση му ηєяνєѕ. Ɠєт Ɩσѕт! ❞ ✧ Ɗσмιηαηтє ✧ ✧ HєтєяσѕєxυαƖ ✧ ✧ Ɛxтєηѕισ́η мєɗια/Ɩαяgα ✧ ✧ Ɓυєηα σятσgяαfία ✧ ✧ MƊ αвιєятσѕ ✧ ✧ Ƒєтιcнєѕ ναяισѕ ✧ → ¡Ɲσ σƖνιɗєѕ ɗαя ❤️у RƬ! ←

Is it really that big of a deal? — Although Chipp kept working on the pony's tail, he ocassionally peeked at her donut of an asshole: winking at him. That smile of hers told him that she knew what he was doing. —

Not really. I'd rather spend time having fun with you. ~ — Chipp answered while his hands squished her cheeks to get rid of that frown. —

Oh, I thought you'd want to participate.

Can you handle it, though? ~

Si lo olvido, no debe ser tan importante. ~

Where does she want them, though? ~

¿Se molestará si le manosea el orto en público? ~

Y aun así, nunca se rehúsa a participar. Qué considerada. ~