I am not a cocksucker. I just like lollipops.
Everyone has hunger for candies and the best ones are the ones
I can suck forever and they will not, cannot, shall not melt.

I do not shit, though I eat. I transform food into lube.
It gets really pressing at the size of its strecther and sleazy.
And the best: it always leaves the smell of flowers of the country.

I am not really large. I just can resilient, like elastic or mole.
Everything gets bigger, larger, stretched, profounded, deeper…
When it’s got the right nature of resilience. I am suttfable!

I am not a whore. I don’t charge. I am not a bitch. I favor.
I am not always hungry. I am pleasing. I don’t serve dinner. I am.

I like my cigarettes lit, please. Or wether smoke big cigars at.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but chains and whips…
Stink, beard, sweat, mustache, leather, cigar, latex, bondage, I like
like it, c’mon c’mon.

I don’t hustle, but I don’t reject a good compliment sign…

It’s not that I’m a dumpster, I don’t care if I don’t see faces
or weather my face gets not seen
and yet I did not get enough is not true
I just know you have more inches boned up on your smartphone
you can simply torpedo text right up me in, right?

I do not commit crimes, but I do like the idea of an officer
using a bat to flag me up against the wall just to be sure
if I behave real nice on the legs getting weaker as he strokes
just for role play tho.

Remember, brothels, pimping, lenocine and prostitution are illegal.
But I can sign for free into porn industry as an assigned worker worwilde.
Except in some middle easts… Where I show no into.

I do not struttle down the street at night for you to whistle, spit,
lower down the window, say my ass looks nice, call me a fag ass,
that worker of the industry that slaps the buttock… Just wink me!
I jump into the factory and we have a swing hang gang bang
happy hour hand in hand in line production. Dumbheads.

Straight friends are always welcome to share a bottle of beer and watch
some baseball. Than he can use the ball and use me as the base to
welcome the bottle.

My kitchen always have marge. Really, I am always sleazy as bain for
everybody use the knifes while mommy and daddy ain’t home.

I don’t stink human sweat. I smell bitch hormones like I have ovulated
and dogs need me like feromones right now, the best thing they ever sniffed.

I like to cleanse you. I lick your armpits, dirty feet cottons and also I can
replace your toilet and flush your pee. I am not a pig. I am just higienic
as a plus service size. But do not shit on me, I am not roll of paper.

I like daddy. When mommy is not home, daddy is so nice to me. No one knows
who messes the sheets when she is left. I cannot desobey daddy, can I? Bad
kids do not get gifts from Santa.

The cience doctor likes me much. I spend hours naked on his table as he
explores the profounds of my inner with his huge I don’t know what
to call cience belongings.

Sometimes I have to below the table of my boss to get a better payment.
But everybody thinks I just do some good coffee every morning and have
some nice talk regularly…

Sometimes they call me a chicken at gym. They don’t see the chicken
I get raw at the restrooms…

And just for sure: I do not do unsafe sex. I always get tested before and
everybody has got to too. But I do not allow rubbers. I am an open flower
and although I know I am not the only flower you see, every bumble bee
deservers the right pollination. I have to get breeded by your semination.

And I do not like my ass sucked, licked and tongued like a pussy. I just
let the cortesy of male species to taste the flavor of my precious joy
and clean the door to his injector property right of mankind as alpha male.

BE WARE! I AM RARE SPECIES!

NOTE: THIS IS A FANTASY! NOTHING IS EXCUSE TO COMMIT RUPTURE OF
CONSTITUTION AND LAW, HAVE UNSAFE SEX AND NOTHING IS SOME-
HOW PERMISSION TO AGRESSION OR RAPE IN SEX, ESPECIALLY
MINORS.

And I licked the balls of that nerd for me to write this somewhat
into cyberspace in his lanhouse. It was hairy down there…