I haven’t been able to climax since November unless I think or talk about Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez

Fuck me I love this woman. Of course I agree with her politics, but it’s more than that. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez is so fucking beautiful. Her body is divinely feminine. She’s young, tight and I am so fucking attracted to literally everything about her. I feel bad because I know I’m objectifying her, but I feel like she loves sex and that makes her even hotter. Fuck.

As much as I love her body, her words and ideas are even sexier. This woman cares. She fucking cares. She sees black boys dying in the streets, uninsured workers, marginalized trans folk and everyone else who suffers at the shriveled, disgusting hands of old, rich white men and she opens up her dazzling fucking eyes, purses her plump lips and says “enough!” in that charming little voice.

Fuck.

I’m a big fan of sex, and I love women who love sex. I won’t go into detail, but let’s just say they love me too, lol. I have regular sex with lovely, intelligent women. I do my best to give them multiple, steamy orgasms until their toes curl like dried onions. Since November, I’ve been fantasizing about AOC as I do it. I guess it’s a bit of an exaggeration to say that I can’t cum without imagining her, but it definitely brings on an earth-shattering climax every time I do. My body literally fucking trembles and my lady friends have taken notice. When I imagine Representative Ocasio-Cortez, I’m even more enthusiastic to give them unbelievable waves of tongue-induced pleasure.

I feel guilty because it’s undoubtedly objectification, but at the same time, I’m attracted to her ideas as much as her physical beauty. Her stunning mind is more erotic than any physical pleasures I can think of. Coming from me, that means a lot. I have an advanced repertoire of sexual moves and techniques in my mind, lol.