Friday, May 8, 2009
Mianna: More Than A Mouthful Is...A LOT!
Mianna. Mianna Thomas. Say it again. Mi-an-na. Mmmm. Now put her tit in your mouth. No, no, no, more of it! Take more of it! All you can eat. Have you opened up as wide as possible? Has her sublime nipple reached the back of your throat? Good. Now, how much tit remains beyond the capacity of your poor little man-mouth? 95%? 50, 75, 100 lbs. worth? You tell me. Whatever the number, you scored very poorly. Well, perhaps it’s not your fault, not entirely, anyway. After all, you’re not a fucking python, right? Your jaws can’t be made to unhinge, can they? You weren’t created to swallow goats whole, so I guess you can’t be expected to manage one of Mianna’s entire, gorgeous, incomprehensibly perfect, over-sized, phenomenal, deliciously delectable, dreamscape cum-to-life, massive mammaries. No. The relatively puny mouthful you’ve managed, that super-small tip of such a large-looming and luscious iceberg is clearly the best you can do. I can tell, because I can’t make out one thing you’re trying to say. Only some desperate, muffled moanings. What was that, you’re suffocating? Poor, impotent little thing. Guess Mianna’s got your number, eh? Well, check her out. If you can breathe long enough, that is. Mianna is the hottest. She’s big, she’s buxom, she’s beautiful, she’s sexy, she’s got attitude up the ying-yang, and she’s primed to fuck your shit up, dude. So enjoy your boob-torture session, but don’t expect anyone to bail you out. This ain’t Guantanamo, y’ know. As for me, time for a cold shower. Laters.
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