I’ve pretty much pandered to every demographic so why stop now. Black girls? Yep. Gingers? Yep. Brunettes. Wait your turn. I have hankering for you too. Just ask all the Hollywood women I pawn over (Kate Beckinsale, Emily Blunt).
Buy my first love, the ones I fell hard for and still do we’re the good old fashioned blondies. Blue or green eyes are just icing.
To be quite honest I haven’t found a type of woman I am not completely lame over, except the kind with penises. I can do without those kind.
But I don’t know what it is about a blonde. Tan skin. Good fucking lord. The implied innocence in them is almost laughable but the message is still subconsciously sent – they are a little more delicate, so the story goes.
Girl next door, Christian upbringing.
Well bring your little bit of innocence right on yonder and Daddy is gonna rip it right the fuck out you when I focus in on that delicate little flower of yours.
Pull your GoldieLocks like I’m falling from the sky and I’m burrowing myself right up into you with the ferocity of a unleashed pit bull. Bring your innocence. I want it. Every last bit of it. That thing you were afraid to do? That. I want that.
Yeah. Sweet little innocent blondie. Holding her bubbling throbbing pussy when I am done with her.