Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity to seize every elf gf you ever wanted, in one moment, would you capture them or just let them slip?

His balls are sweaty, knees weak, cock is heavy there's precum on his leggings already, mixed with mum's spaghetti he's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop ERP, but he keeps on forgetting what the DM's warned the Arena gets so loud he opens his spellbook but the buffs won't come out he's losing now, everybody's screaming cuckold now time's up duel's lost over blaow!

Snap back to the Halcyon oh there goes Spankitty oh there goes Sul and he lost, he's so mad but he won't give up that easy, no, he won't have an elf gf, he knows, his whole build's to these ropes it don't matter he's dope he knows that but he's incel, he's so awkward he knows when he goes back to the Trap that's when it's back to the ERP again, yo! This hole gaping, better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him.

You better lose yourself in the elf gf
The erp, you own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow your load
This erpportunity comes once in a lifetime.

His tism's escaping through the holes he is gaping the succubus is mine for the taking, make me king as we move toward a Sinfar Guard Order, a normal Waterfront is boring; but consent overrides close to post-banning, he only grows harder, only grows hotter, he blows, scene's all over these lowercases is all on him, cyon-to-front scenes
He's known as the immersionraper, lonely roads God only knows, he's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own mother
But hold your prose, 'cause here goes the turgid shafting these lowercases don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose-dove and memed nada, and so the IP ban is dropped, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on: da-da-dom, da-dom, dah-dah, dah-dah

This may be the only elf gf that i got.

Greens: Tying shemales to posts for live bayonet practice, cracking open a cold one with the boys.
Reds: Being rejected.