Happy Birthday to the American Legion. I want to thank all of the servicemen out there for their service and let you know that I’d love to take care of you today.
I’m a GFE lover and I aim to please my man with kisses, licks and hot wet pussy. Let me peel off that uniform and pull out your cock. I’d like to swirl my tongue around that fat plum-head and make your cock drool. I’ll lick lovingly from head to balls, then head south for some puckered starfish. After I bring you to the edge a few times, I’ll ask you to eat my sweet pussy until I beg for more. Then slide deep into warm, wetness and pump me full of cream.
We can talk about anything you like. I can be your friend, lover, or just a fucktoy. Your wish is my command. I’m no trashy phone fuck tramp so I demand your time and money in return.
Let me be your mind-fuck, your cock controlling freak, who will tell you how to match me stroke for stroke until we both get off together. American Legion Day is YOUR day, so let’s celebrate together and roll in a field of poppies.
A Canadian officer, Colonel John McCrae who was killed during the war, immortalized the Poppy flowers in his famous poem, “In Flanders’ Field.” Its opening lines are familiar to millions of people around the world,
“In Flanders’ field the poppies blow,
Between the crosses row on row—“