Alright, I've come here today to tell you guys that I've had my ass eaten on many occasions. I'm trying to get away from this man. He's constantly eating my ass, but I can't help the fact that it feels so damn good. Somebody get me from this freaky fucker. Oh my god, I gotta go.

So, your fucking body is, well, not your body but your asshole, is saying, I'm loving it, but from your mind, it's telling you to RUN.

My mind's tellin' me no, but my body, my body's tellin' me yes!

I mean, if you like how it feels, why stop it? I mean, why stop your enjoyment? It's not going to kill you. If anything, you know, he's cleaning down there, to be honest. And throwing some pleasure with it. Twofer.

Right, you trying to get away from it. Get the fuck out of here. You know you like that shit. You're a little freaky motherfucking little nasty ass girl. Go ahead and get your ass ate. You know you like it.

My mind's tellin' me no, but that crack on, that crack keeps tellin' me yes.

Can I eat yours?

I'm confused. Do you hate it, or do you like it? Do you want it to keep happening to you, or do you don't wanna cuz I'm confused Cuz yeah, you cuz you said you don't want it. You don't like it, but you like it though I'm confused

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, I don't know what to do about this bullcrap, but all I need to say is that maybe you should call 9-1-2 cuz like they'll help you in that like, you know, they're the police

If you started wiping after you shit, I guarantee he will stop.

Well, all I can say is sit him down, have a talk and tell him to eat something else then.