her legs kicked out of his head two long protrusions looking like dirty strands blowing in a fast wind her bare ass pressed against his skull her naked out-stretched body filling his head trapped there willingly until the both just disappeared
do you ever get my messages the ones i whisper in the night asking the stars to deliver little pieces of my heart i throw to them hoping in their travels they will drop them to you and you will follow them home bursting with love and light