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You're trying to figure out why
you can't stop staring at me, aren't you?
Is it due to the fact that your crotch aches at the mere thought of gliding
your moist tongue across my tongue...or something else? Maybe it's the way I
carry myself, the confidence and slut-like qualities usually only reserved
for men.
I'm not your typical woman, but I think you know that. That's why you're
here, isn't it? There's something inviting about me. Inviting with a
sprinkle of an unobtainable quality. Why? Because, although I will readily
ADMIT that my attitude toward sex is similar to men but, unlike the typical
male, I have certain standards. Oh, believe me, I want to be fucked just
like you'd expect. That's a given, really. But, a REAL man will grant me my
special playtime with nary a whimper. He will let me play my private sex
games and tie his little pee pee into pretty bows. He will sit quietly in a
corner and watch my thirst for HUGE COCKS explode all over any man I choose,
including his friends, brothers and bosses...and he will, HE WILL, lap up
every precious drop of fluid from my throbbing holes as if his life depended
upon it.
Like I said, I am definitely not your typical woman. When it comes to kink,
fetishes and my insatiable sexual needs, a typical man just won't do.
...but I think YOU will do just fine. |