by
NU Being Queen

I enjoy pussy.
All shades, all sizes, all of them.
You could consider me a connoisseur of pussy.
I Love It!
I tell you I love pussy so much it takes over all of my 1,2,3,4,5, senses
I love the way it looks like a flower or a half of a peach. Pussy has left its mark all over nature.
I love the aroma it gives when it is ready to be touched. The pure essence of it calls to me as it calls to some of you.
Have you sat back and admired a beautiful flower lately?
This euphoric flower unfolds to you like a Calla lily if full bloom. The pleasure of its pink petals envelops you.
Just close your eyes and imagine your perfect flower.
The flower of your dreams,
the soft petals,
the creamy smoothness,
the velvety pathway,
the warm bodied figure,
the sweetest of honey is made from it’s nectar. Can you taste it?
It flows from this flower when it reaches full climax. It turns a brilliant shade of red!
As more of the sweet sticky juices flow from this delicate flower, it becomes even more beautiful.
Like a flower in the early morning with dew on its petals.
Can you picture it?
Can you smell it?
Can you taste it?
Can you feel it?
Can you hear the flowers calling you?

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