Dead Hardy

I’m only posting this because of my extreme disappointment in my friend’s rooftop birthday party in Beverly Hills this weekend. After being seduced by the blond tart in the left of the above photo, I spent $35 on two glasses of champagne. She took one sip of hers and threw mine to ground, pulling me into a nearby closet for some love potion #9. Right when papa’s got her spun around so we can both fit into the tight quarters, I pull her dress up to find my territory had already been marked. I felt like a cat whose owner comes home stinking of the animal shelter. I was disgusted. It was all I could do to cum inside her before hustling back out and getting mom to take me back home. My night was ruined.

Editors note: Please welcome our new contributer Hi-C! DeadHardy would not stick it anything that has worn Ed Hardy within the last week. Innocent by standers in the shot have had their identity protected by douchey ass blinder sunglasses.