I really wanna be King Gator's boibitch, kissin n liccin dat pink lip, forced ta guzzle down his ravenous tongue durin our makeout sessions, n I adore his absolutely tribal nosebone of his; I would give offers my chanting thru tha nasty succlin I'll do to it, n kiss his round his tiny nostrils, tha very same ones that have which given dat snoofer femur a permanent home. N den, he'll give me somethin better dan his smexy, bedroom-eyed face--his boibits.

He'll spread im fo me, much in tha manner of which I'd like phatties like him to do, ready to be mercilessly blacked by lil, ol', fuckminded me....but he knows I'm not like dat. Not like dat at all towards his honest-to-God, overt ownership of Royalty that's been blessed upon himself. I mean, it's practically one of tha many, various attributes dat'll inert-ify my dommyside, which has been on a slow n steady decline, ever since I laid eyes on chubby guys like him, especially big, scaly, chubby Daddykings like him....

Muh Fuckin God, I would be so anxiously ecstatic ta have im bent over fo his skinny, black bitch, raisin his massive tail ta show everything he's got behind dat huggable, naptime-worthy potbelly....n den be forced ta lap his slightly mileage'd, aged n lil-loose asshole over n over again, puccerin up my lips in tha same manner as dem juicy bootylips are offerin me tha kiss-kiss, n frenchin em, eatin him out as if I've never had anything else to eat fo days, stabbin my tongue down dat pink ravine, down a rosy, mostly-tight cavern dat I'm only able to fuck once every blue moon, n specially offer tha same kind of affection--gayass luv to dat warm, soft, dark taint he has, every laborous licc I take on his gentle rapheline slowly reachin lower n lower, down to his voluptuous, wrinkly backsack til I'm allowed to hog his bundleballs in my mouf, soggying up dat dark, olive, meaty fleshsack, chokin on my own gatorgraced spit; I'd be in deep euphoria, in luv wit his body by then, worshipin his scrotesack til I'm finally granted permission ta deepthroat dat seederbreeder Pappydick, n by dat point, I can, will n shall taste nuthin but him, n only him...!