GR15 Defense Force here.
Since your time on the clock has nearly expired and you all have obviously chosen to cough on my generous offer of peace, I thought that now would be a good time to inform you that I do not just want, but YEARN to lick Roger Daltrey's savory butthole.
Roger Daltrey, lead singer of popular 60s rock combo The Who, is known for exactly two things: his malodorous bent schlong and the thick crusty ring donut that is the pooched out succulence of his glorious asshole, and it is the latter which occupies nearly all of my waking thoughts. Every morning when I wake up, I say a prayer to the Almighty that it will be today that I get to slowly lower his sweat-stained dungarees and slide my pink little tongue right into the salty depths of that delectable porthole.
I will roll my tongue around slowly, savoring each tiny morsel clinging to the moist aromatic tunnel. Slowly I will penetrate his rectum, inhaling the salty aroma of his moldy butt crack, as I reach slowly upward and gently fondle his sweet caramelized balls. His back will arch and he will lean backward onto me, pushing my face closer until my lips are flush against his poopy portal. It is then that I will feel his sphincter expand, and a hot rush of air will blow past my tongue as he farts into my mouth.
With a long slow slurp my tongue will exit his body, and I will collapse on my back as he moves himself into position above me. With a soft, lyrical cry of "Oi, suck on me chud ya grubby little wanker!" he will spread his butt cheeks, and deposit a big nutty beef log directly on my chin.
Thank you for allowing me to share this dream with you, /mlpol/ and may God bless and keep your beautiful community.