Let me savour your scrumptious buttox, it’s bountiful taste overcoming the buds of flavor.
Open thy sound and heed my warning. Your hole is desirable, and shall be sieged and sought by the Fervor of the gods, it’s succulent sent fills the earth, let thy firm tree fill her with thy seed, and nurture her with the bounty of earthly delights.
If the acquitted slows thy attempt, heed your intentions forthwith but do not quarrel my bid to taste the fleshy fragrance.