I don’t think I could even try to disguise this blog into anything more than a shameless sexual come-on to my current shemale crush, Morgan Bailey. I want Morgan. I want to do Morgan. And I want Morgan to do me. And when we’re done, I wanna do a little more! I want to smoke some Humoldt County Indica or Alaskan Thunderfuck with her, and do some shotguns. Am I out of line? God, I hope so. lol I admit that I’ve never met Morgan, but I really feel I need to, and soon. I need to put my arms around her, look into her eyes, and start to gently kiss her. And after that, I hope she doesn’t mind when I start loosening whatever clothing she has on her upper body, and start to feel her breasts. God, they look delicious. I want them so badly. And then I want to take off my top, and hold her hand up to my breast. Then I want to lift her finger tips to my mouth and kiss them, just for a minute. From there, I want to playfully rub my nipples on hers. I hope she won’t mind the smile it will inevitabley put on my lips. Because I know it will. But it will be a smile of loving calm. My nipples are so sensitive, and one of my most cherished erogenous zones. Then I’ll go back to kissing her lips, but a bit more passionately this time, making my way down her neck, and then slowly down to her shoulders. Then I’ll glide my tounge right down to her areola, and finally put her nipple in my mouth. My other hand will gently carress her other breast, which my toung will lovingly migrate towards, never rushing. And then when I worshipped her breasts with my tongue and fingers, I’ll move down to her adorable belly. At that point, I’ll almost be in a dream state, because I’ll know that next I’ll be descending upon her long, beautiful, rock-hard…
Hey! Hold on just one goddamn minute! Get your minds out of the fucking gutter!!! And then, go find your OWN gorgeous shemale to go down on!!! Ok?!? This fucking blog is OVER as of right the fuck NOW, you fucking nosey perverts!!!



