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my mother is a great individual. i am so glad i came from her womb.i am literally proud i lived inside her. to be part of someone so indivualstically special. she is the queen of my castle. the cherry on my sunday. the wheels to my bike. the cactus of my desert. the sand of my beach. the fish to my sea. the bones to my body. the claws to my cat. the leaves to my tree. shes like the first piece of candy you’ve ever tasted. you could never forget the feeling the beauty the love of her offering.
overall good moment but fuck why am i in this leotard. this degrades a growing boy in the greatest sense. im young dumb and full of cum and your gonna do this to me? i have girls to pursue and relationships to overcome. this is a public event fuck why does this have to be public? i mean yeah cool it adds to the whole motivation aspect but to tell you the truth i dont know how i could possibly be more motivated by having class mates, kids who i have to walk pass and say things to. like hey man whats up? or like helllo i was just wondering what you were doing later tonight? FUCK for now and forever, no matter how i am dressed no matter what i say or do they will picture me in this fucking ruby red leotard. i have lost respect dignity and most of all motivation from my peers i am doomed. though wait wait wait its possible its very possible that there was that one special someone watching my every move. staring long and deep into my biceps as sweat came tumbling down my ruby red leotard like a raging red waterfall of sexiness. YES i am sexy. girls are seductively scrutinizing my every maneuver. girls these days are hornier then ever before. i am a snake a seductive ruby red sex tank. and everyone is jealous. im flexing very subtly so it doesnt look obvious but i am flexing my upper core like a nonchalant sex demon. i am wanted i am king i am sexy
