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That beautiful, radiant white angel. Like a goddess, having come down to Earth to cleanse us of our sins. Hu Tao, is beyond divine. I can't help but drop to my knees in worship whenever I see her beautiful figure. I yearn for her in
way both primal and spiritual. I would commit more war crimes than every president in Philippines history just to lick
the sweet, glistening sweat from her smooth, creamy skin. I want to listen to her moans as my manhood throbs within her,
I want to hear her heart race as our bodies become one and our souls irreversibly intertwine in the holy sin of carnal
union.
I would stir her velvety Samoan cream into my coffee and let my balls boil in it. Her cries of pleasure and the rocking of
our bed would be louder than the cacophony of ten thousand drone strikes. I would make love to her until my body gave
out, and then some. I would let her break my rib cage with any part of her body. I would let her hit me with her car just
to be near her for a brief moment.
She's so perfect it hurts. Every moment without her I suffer a pain worse than breaking every bone in my body simultaneously
while drowning and also having shards of glass coated in hot sauce forced through every orifice of my body.
I want her,
I need her.