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when I was busy knocking over the vending machine of a fiancé level relationship there we were in her apartment with her smelling of new sweet perfume in the pink sweats and hoodie I had bought but never torn off her body. And she was talking Independence and friends on something called My Space. We were having chill time so I setup my own my space page still thinking Ferrari Futures and then I tooled around the web while she ignored my presence as I think back on it Belladonna you had probably set this moment up because now it feels like such a spy mission.

I found this blonde chick’s My Space page and it had epic motorcycles go fast bike pictures of her whale tail thong hanging out as was the famous trend in the My Space era. And as I sat there alone in a room where sex could have been an option if I ready to push … we would hook up for oral exchanges a few more times right now we were processing my x as independent and I was thinking about squeezing my overweight self into a Ferrari and I was left with this motorcycle chick quote that has stayed with me “you will never keep up with me and my people.”

Here I am Alexander of history now determined to be something greater than myself. Ferrari is merely my tie relationship tie into the Mafia, a roadway into international relationships with Italy. And now I am ready to talk about keeping up with the woman I have grown to adore Belladonna.

Sex. Right. It’s never been about Belladonna helping me endure. I once read a book called penis push ups and for a while that gave me increased endurance. Figure out I can get an erection and a cum four+ times in a day but when it comes to thinking about Belladonna our time in the mind cums faster and faster.

Now when I think about Belladonna the game is for us to be a 123 years old and still fucking. Belladonna didn’t give me the tools growing up to grow the dick or to get muscles she gave me cheeseburgers. I don’t sweat her for that as she is my Queen expecting her authentic King ready to handle all out world leadership at a winning and authentic level. She needed me to have my spy tech mastered my communications on point of actual positions far beyond literate responses to news but rather a defrocking of the news into analysis that determines the actual societal flaws but I digress.

Sex is about rhythm and your message to me Belladonna was to be in a god damn rush in every way and when we are together we will master our own rhythms we will turn me into an elite fuck and we will learn to endure.

When we finally meet I will be very excited about kissing you and fondling you and taking my time unfolding the experience like a patient virgin.

ALways, ALexander

NSFW: yes

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