The Ameusment Park

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As I pull up to your park, I see a new frontier. I see rides to explore from the top of your head, to the bottom of your feet. As I pay my donation to enter your wonderland, I am greeted by a kiss. Excited, I begin to wonder what ride I want to get on first. The anticipation is mounting as I decide to go north, south, east, or west. I can't go wrong with any choice I decide because every direction contains a pleasurable, memorable experience waiting to be tampered with. Like a virgin never touched, I feel like a superstar being the only one to bear witness on this journey. As I take my hands and close my eyes I feel the
softness of your lips, the warmness of your hands, the firmness of your breast, the tightness in your stomach, the wetness of your earth, the thickness of your thighs, the softness of your behind, the muscles in your calves, and the silkiness of your feet. I want to ride you with my tongue as I lick you from head to toe. I want to input my stick of joy into your drop box and make it hot.
But before I do that I have to obtain tickets. Don't want to sneak on this ride. I want this to be a ride to remember. As, I obtain my ticket and give it to the to the ticket hand, I prepare to straddle up when the ticket man says to me, buckle up! I do as he says. As I prepare to embark on this journey, I remember the song Little Red Corvette, hoping that I don't move to fast. I insert my stick of joy into your drop box, and I begin to feel your roller coaster move. Slowly it moves up the hill. And a long hill it is waiting for that first dip to hit. Wheeeee! That dip was awesome, almost got me, but I maintain and keep my focus because I am determined to tame this ride. Oh shit another loop. And another loop and another. Shit!!! This ride is better than great adventure. I do not want this ride nor this feeling to get behind me. I an going to savior this moment. Awwww man!!! Her come that 100 foot loop. I'm not ready for this one. But I am all in...... I hold my hands up because this is the ultimate loop. Uh oh!! My stomach's turning. My eyes are bashing. My toes are curling. Oh.... Oh...... O....... Damn!!!! I got to get more tickets.

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