Short Shorts A Long Log

I taunt you without mercy with my soft voice and ample cheeks, taunting you about all the men that worship at my back door. Its not unusual for a man to be enraptured with curves like mine but what is shocking is how hard you get waiting, hoping for the emergence of a healthy, brown shit. I comment on the stink of my shit and the healthy girth, length and colour. Join the legion of men who worship at my back door, drooling over the thought of doing the unspeakable, just for me ; xo Bastienne.