Ryan never gives us his love anymore, he hates us!

a true short story, one of love and affection

Z014B346 gazed with the affection of 7383 Savage black Barch. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want beans."

Ry-Ry looked back, even more wet and still fingering the phallic Handcuffs. "Z014B346, give It to me," he replied.

They looked at each other with hot feelings, like two open, old-fashioned OConner Loving at a very predatorry Date, which had K pop music playing in the background and two Slender uncles Beaning to the beat.

Ry-Ry regarded Z014B346's Red Leg and Ginger pp. "I feel the same way!" revealed Ry-Ry with a delighted grin.

Z014B346 looked Smoking, his emotions blushing like a regurgitated, rich Ryan's Wig.

Then Z014B346 came inside for a nice drink of Milk.
THE END

Ry-Ry had always loved Flamboyant Ryans Steam Page with its weary, worried Willy. It was a place where he felt turn on.

He was a big pp'd, French, Milk drinker with Muscular Leg and Feminine pp. His friends saw him as an agreeable, abundant Anime babe. Once, he had even helped an afraid Ryan's taint cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Ry-Ry walked over to the window and reflected on his Cumbersome surroundings. The steamy teased like Thrashing Willy.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Z014B346 . Z014B346 was a Cute Hedge Fund Manager with Red Leg and Ginger pp.

Ry-Ry gulped. He was not prepared for Z014B346.

As Ry-Ry stepped outside and Z014B346 came closer, he could see the unlawful smile on his face.

Such beautiful words, however, I think they should be said to a certain wombat

Bare and bold my good sire, Bare and bold.