I'm waiting. For the innocent girl sold by her parents and bought by me. I'm waiting. To latch onto the breasts of the abnormal preteen. To grope until cells divide. I'm waiting. To seep my saliva into the fine pores of her smooth skin, even into the deeper layers, marking her. I've been waiting. Waiting to ram this raging lust deep into the furthest reaches of that tiny, narrow flesh until it breaks. I've been waiting. Waiting to spray my seed all over those deepest parts. I've been waiting. Waiting to irresponsibly impregnate a girl with a body capable of bearing ten babies. I've been waiting. I've been waiting. I'm waiting. I'm waiting. I'm waiting.
