Yea buddy, u heard me right... I most assurely do want a steady f.b., the flip-wards version of a b.f.
You, who see's me a a temptress mistress, of my outside temple, wantin' to hit it hard, then whimper in and out, simply from da back to da front...
Instead of appraochin' me from da, by-my-side angle, yea.. instead of ridin' the, inside of my mind instead of....
But I accept that with all my affirmation, 'cuz I'm ain't truly ready for what i've always wanted...
I can't handle it, me no have time to manage it so...
"I'll give my all, to have..." a steady f.b...
Why? Well, the best quality of an f.b. is one wit no true brains or personality to obtain, so that it's easier for me to abstrain from feelin' the pain of their ambitious need for change...
An f.b. is one who is dumb fine, thrusts me with un-genuine wine, one for whom I have no need to trust, must be the one to feel upon my bust and then make me bust loose goosely wild, wheneva I need a while 2 take a study break, or deviate a mile from the money makin' place...
Then that f.b. will mos def be da perfect one to give dat special 'tention to my curves alone, swervin' past, what i didn't wanted him to reach from within and touch... one who'll rush thru my flush scent of sensuality, and stroke me a sweet shimmie of a jimmie whimmy, then valoosh...!- flutterin' like da wave of a butterfly that alwayz fades away... then boomerangin' at the shore my ev'ry beck and call against my fertile wall.
Now why must an inverse b.f. have to be so steady? Well 'cuz, 2, 3, even multi-nagamous ponies would be very orgasm-ous of course, but then of course dat would be outrage-a-mous 'cuz then this Miss that's I, would miss da courses that'll steer me thru da course of my fate's force. So me no wan' lose focus on my focal point drive 'cuz of excessive hanky panky during hocus pocus hours-
Now Dat wouldn't be worth da hurt now, would it?
Dat's why I say, a one-size-f.b.-fitz-all is all i need for now...
That's right, a long term committment to a steady f.b.
So r u willin' 2 be da f.b. of my dreams, dat my secret mist has been waitin' all it's life expectancy to inhale and evaporate?
I repeat, r u seriously down to take and bind yr superficial vows? Then it's tyme for a pre-romptious agreement. And if u decline, i'll just keep waitin' for my Knight in shinin' abs-galore 2 trot downtown str8 down 2 my dome, with a whole lotta Big-O tea fo' my Yoni. :)
