Ok try three: sex. I want to make you cum. I want to make you cum so badly that it shoots through your wall like a wrecking ball, blazing across the miles between us like a tern migrating south, and lands softly in the lap of my womb.
Correction: will you marry me? Will you be the warm thing I use to sleep on at night and promise to forever have your penis stand to attention when my pussy and ass saunter into the bedroom? I need to know, because I am tired of competing and playing games for dick. I need a utilitarian man who indulges my libido, but is so nasty and fat that he thinks he’s lucky to have me. So he won’t ever leave my puss.
I’m talking directly to the man who can be a fat bastard and still be cool. If I ever find a disgusting, awesome fucker like that… I will probably faint