סקיצות מחיים דיספונקציונליים

Dearest…
And in my imagination I release him… not from being my boss, teacher mentor, not in five months, but I literally release him today, now, whenever he will call for me. With my hand and mouth, I have my head between his thighs, he closes them on my cheeks as the pleasure carries him away. I look at him from below and it exhilarates me to do this to him and do it good, and drive him crazy like that.
I have been with guys with huge dicks and it ain’t all that-let me tell you. Too big, it’s like it’s widening me from the inside, and making me too big and loose for my imaginary lover. My imaginary lover has his dick just right so it will not choke me when I release him and then ingest his gift to me. He is not a big man, he is thin, fragile I would say, boyish. His dick is just right to not hurt me too much wherever he puts it, and from him I will have tiny scrawny babies, (with huge dark eyes), babies that will pass through my body without ripping me to shreds. Told you I dreamt of him and me walking a baby carriage together. I know… that unconscious… so unruly, you can suppress it’s contents by day but it will (with a loving foot) kick your butt at night…
ok, Just a random stream of consciousness baby, from me who went completely bananas…