The first time I heard about you, you sounded so exciting, exotic even….something secret and special and then I got you..I spent a time gazing at your slightly rubenesque curve, gently squeezing your firm yet supple body. Then it came to our first date, you promised so much but were really a bit of dissapointment. ..Maybe it was me, I’d put you on a pedestal and was expecting too much..I tried to persevere, I really did, but time after time you let me down, just making me wish I was with someone else.. slinky,fast ,exciting, leaving me breathless and wanting more….or maybe even fat..you know…so fat that it doesn’t really matter if im in the right singletrack or just dry thrutching in a little groove somewhere because it feels so good in a wrong kind of way…but no..I beleived the hype that you could do it all for me..its not you…it’s me…..honestly…so I just want to say…dear knard 29+…you are so @###*^g dumped!
