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I mean to the point I believe it should be its own special food group.
I mean I am addicted to ♥♥♥.
I mean I am addicted to ♥♥♥ like a junky is addicted to heroin.
I mean to the point that if I don't get at least a load a day, preferably at least two, I begin to go through withdrawal.
I love a ♥♥♥♥ in my mouth... especially when I get to feel it grow from soft to hard.
I love the variety of lengths... from the smallest not even four inches to one that was over a foot long.
I love the variety of girths... thin like a pencil, thick like a German sausage.
But most of all... as I already mentioned... I love ♥♥♥.
♥♥♥ was my delicacy... and to me ♥♥♥ is similar, but much better, than oysters. I love the slimy feeling in my mouth as I sometimes allow it to swish in my mouth as if I'm tasting a new wine or as it slides down my throat. I love the unique, one of a kind, taste... each load of ♥♥♥, like each oyster, a one of a kind delicacy... similar and yet different.