Hi, I’m Cherry, and I love meat. Oscar Sausagefield and his Dad, Nathan, aren’t just tied as the hottest guy in the house; they’re the forbidden meat that I’ve been craving. I ache to wrap my buns around their sizzling bratwursts. I know they want to feed me their foot-long and slather me with their mayo.
When I’m dripping down my thighs, no one is safe from playtime. Not even Mom’s side sausage.
Everyone else thinks they’re in control, but soon, they will all find out that I’m the real wiener in this family!
This is an intentionally cringy April Fool’s erotica. It may not have trauma, but reader’s discretion is HIGHLY advised. This is horrific.
When I’m dripping down my thighs, no one is safe from playtime. Not even Mom’s side sausage.
Everyone else thinks they’re in control, but soon, they will all find out that I’m the real wiener in this family!
This is an intentionally cringy April Fool’s erotica. It may not have trauma, but reader’s discretion is HIGHLY advised. This is horrific.