Blodycandypony

Same-size Oral Vore. M/M. It's a dreary weekday afternoon. The day is as stagnant as my soul. I've been shopping at The Beverly Center mall in Los Angeles for the past few hours in preparation for my extended travel plans. My only comfort is that it's a slow day, thus the mall seems all but abandoned save for a few shopaholics. Currently, I find myself in one of the smaller, specialty boutiques, trying on suits along with some formal accessories. I'm sure I seem out of place, in nothing more than a muscle shirt, denim shorts and sneakers, but I've never been a slave to fashion. The people who work here, the people who shop here, they evaluat