The Taste of Magic

Recently I had the following thought after exploring V-town orally...

If I was a mad scientist I could duplicate the texture of pussy, the wirey wetness of it's facade, the stubble that accompanies a 3 day old shave and the hard knobby clitoris encroached in velvet in a Petri dish in my underground lab. However, I am convinced I could never duplicate the taste.

Like a sumptuous fruit growing in an untouched garden deep in the Galapagos it has a distinct outside taste and an enthralling inside flavor. I thought I could duplicate the taste of the inner sanctum by eating Pop Rocks candy, guzzling 7-UP and then licking a car battery. I was close however the pussy had less acidity and more sodium. A perfect ratio.

Therefore I am convinced and a bit flustered that I will never be able to duplicate such an audacious flavor. Conversely I am excited that I will be forced to dive in again, again and if I am truly favored, again.

Dallas Black of http://www.thirtyhood.com