The sunflower was probably lonely. In her large, clear eyes, sadness and thirst seeped through. She seemed to be waiting for a deity, they say. I found her through a site I stumbled upon to kill time. Contacting her was surprisingly easy. I demanded her body in exchange for money. She was frighteningly obedient, and a sadistic desire rose within me. Teasing her delicate yet well-proportioned body. Inserting my penis into her hairless vagina repeatedly.
