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I want her to step on me and crush my skull while I beg for mercy. I want her to crush my balls and make it as painful as possible. Stomp on my neck, kick my head and crush it and call me worthless. I would fish the strands of hair from her shower drain just to smell her alluring scent, and braid them into necklaces to keep her with me always. Or cock rings. Whichever would please her more. Shiori is beyond divine. I can't help but drop to my knees in worship whenever I see her beautiful figure. I yearn for her in a way both Primal and spiritual. I would commit more war crimes than every terrorist just to lick the sweet, glistening sweat from her smooth, creamy skin. I want to listen to her moans as my manhood throbs within her, I want to hear her heart race as our bodies become one and our souls irreversibly intertwine in the holy sin of carnal union. I want to suckle at her motherly bosom, slurping that rich milk from her teat as she gently strokes my penis. I would stir her velvety cream into my coffee and let my balls boil in it. I would make love to her until my body gave out, and then I would let her break my rib cage with any part of her body. I would let her whip me with her chains just to be near her for a brief moment. She's so perfect it hurts. Every moment without her I suffer a pain worse than breaking every bone in my body. I want her, I need her. I want to desecrate her crisp general suit. I want to start a family with her and retire after our twenty seven children have grown up and moved out.
God please, I would do anything for her. I would relinquish my life, all my hopes and dreams, just to become the boot on her feet so that I may warm her mouth-watering toes with my very being, so that she may feel the heat of my love always. I would encase myself in cement and become her doorstep, so that she may wipe her heels upon my face. I would tear my own limbs off. I don't know what l'd do after that, or why she might want my limbs. But I would do it.
