Opal King

Opal King

And the man smiled. Through his teeth gleaming streaks of gem and yesterday flavour.

Dancing on top of a cage trousers down. In between his cheeks a parade of glitter.

Raw and uncut was his style. Throbbing to sides dominating all surroundings.

Opal King lead his people to a new dimension.

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