Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I love weiners. Cocks, penises, la queue. Whatever the polite name is, or the dirty one, the object remains the same. For me, it is the center of the world. It’s not just a casual interest; it is an obsession. I remember once, walking through the grocery store. List in hand, I paused in front of the thick packaged sausages. My friend, Élise, was with me. She asked, “Stella, why are you staring at the food?”
I didn’t answer right away because I was too busy looking at the weiners. It sounds silly, I know. A girl obsessed with hot dogs. But they remind me of big, fat, juicy cocks. My stomach was hungry, but that had nothing to do with lunch. This need is so intense! When I see a man, really see him, my eyes skip the face and I ignore the clothes. They go straight to the center of his pants, imagining the veins, the rough heat under there just waiting to fill up a girl like me. It’s an instant turn on!
I love weiners and weiners love me!
Of course this sounds dramatic, but I am French so it is just how I am. It is an obsession that separates me from everyone else who pretends to be satisfied with normal things. They talk about careers, about apartments, about saving money. I nod, but inside, my mind is calculating geometry: the thickness, the firmness, the satisfying weight of a man.
I don’t want gentle romance or sweet gestures like flowers or picnic lunches in the park. Although appreciated, that’s not for me at all! I want a raw, honest exchange of bodily force. And yummy bodily fluids. I want the drama of being pushed against the wall as you feverishly try to undo your pants and shove your hard cock into my wet pussy. It doesn’t matter if it is a fling or a relationship. I just need a big, fat dick to suck and fuck!
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
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