You think I will look for other holes. You think I will breed other women, spread my seed in different wombs. Why would I when my whore takes care of me? Why would I piss on other face when I can do It looking at your eyes? My body pours fluids only for you, my beautiful princess
And while I spend my youth in Bulgaria, an Iranian immigrant in no one's land, far from all, I think of that birthday with you. And I would hit your face and breed your womb a thousand times more. Lost in the dreamy eyes of my special princess with silky long hair. Your Bato.
I can call you sissy. But nobody else. I can call you faggot, but nobody else. If anyone ever laugh at my princess, if I detect only a mere sign of sneer, I punch him. I make them pay with blood. Nobody ever will hurt my princess. Except me.
Today I feel happy. Today I want to take your girl or wife for a ride, show her the beauty of Iran. Find a place and make love to her till she's so pregnant she can't take more seed. And I return her back home so you can lick all her filled pussy. Any cuckold volunteer?
A whore asks me in private how often do I fuck. I only breed when I feel the girl has something to give. If I fuck a simple bottom I feel unsatisfied. The girl has to be a real whore. And I can wait weeks until I find the whore. Are you a simple bottom or a whore?
You'll never feel alone in Iran. My princess will be loved and protected by all my warrior friends. The Muslim mother is the most respected, and all men will love you deeply
Whore writes me. She's lucky because she has an Iranian man. Whore asks for tips in sex. My advice: in bedroom you do everything he wants. But everyday tell him you adore him and you are his forever. Tell him you will never be with other men. Tell him he is your soltan (king).