To Dean Winchester | From, a Busty Asian Beauty
by December Seas • May 30, 2012
so this is what I am to you sixty-nine pages of hotttt tttt adults only xxx & eight pages wrinkled jizz-stained two still sticky a fifth of whiskey can’t kill your headache as fast as your Premium Membership can, palms sweaty, fist pumping base tip slap slap slap
bet you want me docile & submissive & on my knees worshipping your biiiiiii i i i g cock bet you want me riding you, hips on hips two thirds dragon, one third tiger hah look babe, if you want me to be a centerfold, then all right, I’ll crawl right into the center of you & fold that jackpot hand you got when the dealer saw your pink skin your creased lids your green eyes your sharp nose & that thing you can’t stop reminding me about: your cock as if the way you wanna drive it deeeeeeep in me, with my head pulled back, my black black hair wrapped tight around your wrist— as if that’s what’ll make you a man as if all those words you wanna whisper in my ear about how tight that asian pussy is, how sexy I am, how oh your cock’s never felt so damn good— as if that’s what’ll make me a woman hey sūnzi, let me clue you in on some ancient mystical wisdom that’s entirely foreign to you: your cock ain’t what defines me. this Busty Asian Beauty is more than just busty is more than just Asian is more than just beautiful. this Busty Asian Beauty exists without you. this Busty Asian Beauty isn’t a running gag but the one running a gag ’round your lips & telling you shut up and listen. this is my story too.