That is a fact! I can support it with over 5,000 sordid, diabolical, & luscious blogposts.
I love live big natural tits.
That is also, metaphorically, true. Fat meaty tits are my raison d’être! And so, I live what I love!
But really, it’s more than that. It’s the appreciation of the true intrinsic beauty of boobies, especially, bodaciously bouncing breasts!
I long to nibble on the most exquisite of nipples, and gently kissing soft titty-meat. I long to nibble those twin blessings softy … then roughly … then fiercely … then bites commence… ROWR!
Like the Salutatorian Lama (the guy/gal/golem/gecko second to the Dali Lama), I am a true devotee … but, in an unpredictable twist, I will not aspire to be released from attachment. I plan to embrace, engage, and entangle myself in vicious sagas of heathen debauchery, and reckless defiance
I subscribe to the multiverse theory, so that many tings could happen at once. With that I can manufacture the perfect moment. There will be a millisecond where I am fucking her tits; roughly twisting her nipples with my teeth; squeezing her boobies with both hands; and using my stout penis to play Whack-A-Hole-With her nipples, as she gags on my engorged balls. This perfect moment can only happen with a multiverse — so vote in November!
I will become fully-actualized, that’s like a mix of mania, cocaine, and quality acid! (I can’t emphasize enough the importance of the quality of the acid. Live (barely) and learn…) I will become Buddha 2.0.
My awesomeness will be evident to all who behold truth. Its basis will be entirely constructed out of exuberant desire, and embracing lustfully our attachments and wants. Isn’t that “the way?” I may have just veered into Taoism/Daoism; for that, I apologize.
I am now zee Ubër mensch! No more, Salutatori Lama for me. Anyway, that “Buddha way” sounds much harder…
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