Dear Ascension Meister,

Once again you fill my thoughts and fantasies. I imagine us coiled together, serpentine-like. Entwined in lust. Immersed in love juices. Happily spent and languishing in each other's arms, after hour upon hour of inspired lovemaking. Sharing a cigarette as the beads of perspiration trickle down our bare skin. I feel you drawing a finger across my belly, tracing the rivulets of sweat as they mix with the sticky patches of your cum which lays gathered in my pubic hairs. I watch as your eyes play across my entire body, soaking it in as if memorizing each and every inch of me. My voluptuousness captivates you, does it not, my love?

Now, can't you just feel my tongue across your chest? I bite playfully at your tiny, taut nipples, caressing them with my lips. Gradually I lick my way down along your manly chest hair, following the line of fur to the patch framing your wilted stem. It makes a tiny bounce, no doubt willing, but, I'm afraid, not able to respond. Ah, but this is when I most love to play. Like a cat, not just a pussy, but a wildcat of the jungle, I tease your flaccid little mouse. I am most intrigued by a penis in this limp, impotent state ... so tiny, so helpless. Feel my tongue lick and poke. Like an ice cream cone, I slurp and suck. Like a vacuum I extract every last drop of Ambrosia. Ravishingly I siphon it. How I love to squeeze and tease. This lifeless little bundle, so endearing to me in this state. I want to mother it. Feel how I rub my breasts, still burning hot, with nipples standing erect, up against this little mound. "Wake up, little man," I prompt, cupping it in between my massive tits. You, who were so firm and large, so massive and impressive ... to what have you dwindled? Can I not revive you with mouth to mouth resuscitation. How might I fortify you? Rouse you from your slumber?

I will bolster you with dance, as I slide my body across it, allowing it to be engulfed momentarily within the crevice of my love. Ah, yes, you are beginning to get buoyed up, sweet emancipator. I feel the stirrings of life within my womb! You are newly revitalized, I see. Shall we go another couple of rounds together?

As you can see, my fantasy life is full and rich, Ascension Meister, but when do we consummate the passion we are each feeling? What will it take for the two of us to merge our vastness together? Is the world ready for such an explosive blend? The two titans together at last! Imagine, just imagine! And then, you tell me, is imagination enough for you???

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