Let's talk about sex, baby...

No, he knows what he wants, and he won't accept the first thing that appears, not like some assholes we all know, who react like animals as soon as a cunt shows up. I understand him. That's why my current SR is the first SR i've ever had. And i don't regret it at all.

 

Like some of MA players behave when a girl enters. I was playing with a secret nick the other day and had to bite my tongue when i saw their reaction as Elena entered. Pathetic

 

wasn't you who said Elena doesn't need no knight in shiny armour? j/k

 

cc, that's why i didn't say a word

But that attitude i don't like, like when xela and Co are online, and they start bullying a player just because he killed them or because they don't like his nick (happens to me with one of my nicks; just told them to blow me )

 

Lots of self love:

[irreverent]
I like rubber. I like web cameras.
Vacuum cleaners.
Hand cream.
I like farts.
Shovel handles, the rounded end.
I like the feeling I get when I have ate a kilogram of cherries.
I like to sneak out at night without any pants on and see how long I can keep it up without touching it as I walk down the street.
I like the looks I get when passerby see my exposed private parts all greasy and shining under the street lamp light late at night. I give them creepy smiles
I like to put a condom on and then get in the bus and play pocket pool right next to one hundred people and reach climax without anyone knowing I am in the midst of a thunderous orgasm. You would be suprised how difficult it is to keep a strait face while spewing secretly, in front of a hundred people.
I like reading about myself in the newspaper. Usually some stupid banner headline like, "Man with no pants is walking the streets at night!"
One time I did the nasty thing at a debate in city hall.
I fantasize about Martha Stewart. And Celine Dion. I want Hillary Clinton so bad I get hard thinkin about her. I would give one of my testes for a night with Monica Lewinski.
I love meeting women who I once bedded and watch them as I say hello and they claim to not know me. I love that.
Canola oil enemas.
Chicken, raw, uncooked, not the living ones [hey, there is an idea!]:
I take a chicken and I do what you kinda figured I was talkin about see? I do that.
THEN, I cook it and serve it to dinner guests.
One time I had a stupid room mate. I hated that guy. I used to wank in the shower and spew into his nice, flowery smelly, herbal shampoo. I kept that up for months. The bastard never noticed the difference.
When he moved away, he took my stereo. So I kinda am glad he was washing his hair with my spunk, seein as he was as much a bastard as I was, in the end.


[/irreverent]

 

*Copies everything down before it gets deleted*

 

And then what????

 

Sell it!

 

Uhm.....No contest- women are the way to go. I mean. Honestly, lesbians make sense. Bi-sexual women make sense "not transvestites". But being straight up gay!!? I mean, whats to love about cock unless its your own?

 

The cream, boy! The cream!

 

Uh, dude, your parents emphasized way to much on twinnkies or something. Cause seriously, if it was about cream, why not just bust out the shit in a can and you can lick/suck all the shit you want off of some hot ass chick.

 

Pervert

 

choice: woman with a blue eyes, black long hairs... white.. off course.
Sexual orientation: hetero and masoquist
Firts time: later, on 19 years old
masoquist first time: 21 years old, and today
Some girls: i think 12 at now ( i´m slowest rsrsrs )

 

Okay, this was a happennin thread.
I finally post and then I get interested. And the thread begins to die.

Tonight, I will be all alone, thinkin about this.
I gonna strain meself into the rubber tubing. Each hair torn out of my back as I squeeze meself in there, I gonna scream, in agony:
Ooooh. They is ready to burst, me gokes, me gokes. They is gonna burst!
The three of em swell up nice after the rubber has finished slidin up.
I gonna think about this thread dyin when the copper is oxidizin and the electrolite begins to peel my goke skins.
Oooh, the sufferin, wonderful goke.
There aere these blackberry bushes outside. They can be really hard to get through wearin fish net and the tubes and I could get seen, which adds to the thrill.
The wet leaves ground up and in my hair make me feel so loamy.
Ohhhhh.
I gotta go.
Bye bye thread.

 

Yeah, but ya see our stories are pretty friggin' boring compared to the stuff you're talking about. Now we all are gonna have nightmares about Biles in drag -- noooooooo!

Nooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Hmm, Biles kind of turns me on, actually.

 

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