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   Son Yeon Jae {손*연*재}

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   1, Son Yeon Jae, the unpollinated flower, whenever she stretches her
syrupy lithe legs, gathers a swarm of admirers to buzz about her and wonder
at where they meet.  And when she reveals those creamy shoulders, and
reaches up her glittering fingernails towards the sky, pronouncing her
nubile figure in all its flowing charm, or when she unleashes that precious
smile, the dark lusts of men rattle at the gates of decency, howling to be
released and to plug the hole she hides, and plug it again until it leaks.

   2, Nectar drunk from the eye, nectar mixed with a kittenish laugh and
nymphen frame, outbreaks a torrid fever of heaving desire; rare are her
adorably kissable lips, her honey skin, her innocent smile and soft
obsidian hair.  Beneath the dainty glow of that demure floret, ten hundred
thousand starving men reach up to pry apart those coy legs and make gape
the pink blossom she covers until she immodestly begs them to clog it with
their clubs; clog and clobber it until it leaks.

   3, Have you seen how flirtatiously that timid perennial dances?  Or how
her petite and sultry steps heat male bodies to a reverent swelter?  In
lacy dresses and fine stalkings, her candid shape bends and curves in
elegant twists that erupt the libidos of wanton fans.  Her scurrilous
admirers dream of her in panties black and bold, bare chested and
desperate, spread debauched on a feathery mattress, with animal urges
moaning for a man to lustily grab her and hold her down, to exact obscene
yelps as he batters her love chamber, clogs and clobbers it, until it
leaks.

   4, As a wisp of smoke she floats about the stage in impossible twists
and tumbles; as a lick of fire she flashes dazzling struts, thawing cold
reservation and melting moderation down to drips of naked lust - drips that
begin to gush.  The gyrations of her whirling torso become a whirlpool of
fantasy into which are drawn reveries of erotic romps with the naiad there
exhibited: on that very platform, before all the cameras and onlookers,
what scandalous relief it would bring to a planet of groaning erections if
that bashful girl became bawdy and rent open her dress, so that, exposed,
she might hold a shameless pose for the lecherous needs of the audience...

   5, And if she did so, down from the seats in a stampede would descend
the howling lusts, the starving men, and write upon her leg, beside the
long hidden bud - 개보지 [cunt].  And across those young
milk mounds, 걸레 [slut].  And they would pillage her treasures
until each had dined as opulently as royalty.  The crowd would disperse,
leaving devoured and collapsed on center stage, in a puddle of warm gunk,
the ravaged maiden.  She would be well fed and inflated with the seeds of
men, and when she stood she would not only leak but spill out a stream of
flattering donations.

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