Enjoys running in his backyard. Quirky. Drippy. A caring father. Organized. Buys a bucket
hat from YesStyle to match
Dean. Loves taking unflattering photos of himself. He doesn't like blueberries on ice cream cake. Will never eat Hanoi again. Receives Burberry pants from his cousin in
China. Cares about his skin a lot. Takes showers for 2 hours and poops for 4 hours. Makes a really cute woman. Taller than Nazmus as a woman. Plays against Joe Biden. Eats paper for breakfast and feeds his
sister pencils. Against drama and prostitution.
Huasheng looks up at David, his timid eyes fluttering back at his master. "David, I told you that my
ass is sore from yesterday". David smacks Huasheng against his firm
ass, his hands leaving ripples in his plump cheeks. "Shut the fuck up you cum rag, I have a
deep load in my balls and it needs to enter your tangy
asshole", David says.
Huasheng swallows, not daring to say another word. He remembers last time he’s defied David and it was not pretty. He accepted his fate, widening his legs for his master. "I have been waiting all day to fill you with my sticky cum Huasheng", David chuckles. Last time David came inside Huasheng, it left a mess, his inner
asshole became a web of David’s nut, slick to the brim with semen coating every wall. Since then, Huasheng’s
asshole was always glistening in some shape or form, ready for more semen whenever necessary.
