by Meganlovesx December 3, 2021

by Alex Smearman December 6, 2022

by Jabari 101 November 2, 2020

A mournful, melancholic kind of wet, born not from touch, but from absence. A word soaked in longing, where tears trace the path desire used to travel. It's the ache of memory pooling in the body, the soft drowning that happens when your heart wants what your hands can't hold.
Wet is the soul lying alone in the dark, clinging to a ghost, whispering love into the silence. Wet becomes the poetry of grief meeting desire, where the tear ducts work harder than the hips ever could.
Wet is the soul lying alone in the dark, clinging to a ghost, whispering love into the silence. Wet becomes the poetry of grief meeting desire, where the tear ducts work harder than the hips ever could.
by robbies_rats April 21, 2025

When Joads unload, Edith takes out her teeth. Everyman jacks off to Edith when porn is boring or, frankly, disgusting. Yes, I blew big time, wet edith, throw away that sock.
by allahalan September 7, 2025

“Bro I had a Willy Wonka Wet Dream at my girlfriends place last week. Let’s just say she ain’t my girlfriend no more
by Vikingwaterfall August 25, 2023

by Rawr xd 7878 May 22, 2022
