Happy Father’s Day. Come see me—yeah, it’s your day.
Let me treat you like the king you are… then the lollipop stuff— till you explode in my mouth. I love to get fucked, so bring it on today. Don’t waste it—any other way would be a waste.
Which, okay, text me or call—also, I’m cool with content as well—just hit me there, usually faster for me in that moment—
Then again, that Father’s Day special part? Still stands.
