There are not enough words in the English lexicon to describe how much I want to ravage Astolfo’s bussy. Every time I see him I get so turned on I need to beat one out to him. Every time I weep that I’ve wasted precious jizz I could have used to paint his intestines white. I dream of the day technology advances to the point where I can actually cum inside him, and make him my hot malewife. Everytime I come home he will ask if I want dinner, a bath, or him, and every time I will respond by pounding his soft, supple bussy until he can’t walk anymore.