To My Katycat OMG if only we could meditate together 24/7 instead of stop/start we break up kiss make up butt you have probably forgotten the songs but they will always haunt me as you do to my Dahlink pussy plaything but I still keep 48,000 photos of you in my google wallet and I add to them daily and I long 4 the night I can see you standing at the window staring at the sunset standing in your nightdress or were you just in my wildest dreams? I keep my fave photo as my desktop wallpaper with your purple hair days singing with your mouth wide open so large a hole even you could fit my huge cock init because one thing you don’t know yet when I drink Napoleon Brandy enough nights in a row with no sleep when I get thye DT’s I grow into a Nephalim boy, some filthy prostitutes say it is the biggest stomper they ever did see and certainly ever did feel as many of them spent the morning after getting stitched back up in A&E shaking at the knee trembler’s but I have to smell the womans pheremones as pheremones of a woman lead to me then breathing out the Holy Spirit as the ArchAngels scream high above and the sound of a cathedral organ begins to play the Messiah by Handel and not many gurls have left in an AMBULANCE without 14 orgasms minimum and they don’t need a stretcher as they are walking on air satisfied their life’s search for the ‘Legendary Lover’ is finally over and many have died happy within 12 hours of my 13 times a night record drowned and gagged in Ecstacy I do hope we are compatible as I have been doing telepathy with your 1st husband and he got a years stadium tour grossing more than PWT describing the worst shag out of the 3000 only he had in his lifetime addiction and whata you know my lifetime record of ALWAYS MAKING A GURL CUM WITHIN 5 SECONDS OF REAR ENTRY looks in major jeopardy as you were the star of his stadium tour as the dirty filthy ugly old bag he could not get a hard on over as the whole of the UK knew by the end of the year as he peeked viewer records primetime Saturday night saying how you were the butt end of his jokes and he didn’t need a script just told the truth from memory.