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God save the Queen
I Taking dope and pills has made Scarlett’s skin rubbery. Like plasticine. Rid of any minerals, not to mention the lack of any signs of life as such. Deflated, grey, dirty, sticky, even corrugated, torn off her alive, and messily put back on the rotten flesh and bones. She was afraid to touch herself. And even if she accidentally did touch, she was afraid to look. On her skin, lacking flexibility, there had been dents left that didn’t want to go away. She was just a shape. An empty shell. A shed reptilian skin. A metaphorical as well as a literal abdomen.
By Jakub Kurzynski6 years ago in Filthy
Sugar vs pro dom, findom, cam girls and sex work
This is an article I needed to write for a while. People just don't know or understand the difference. A lot of people haven't done their research on what these things really are. Some people have done their research but still don't see the difference. Lines can get blurred very easily in these worlds. Let's dive in.
By Lena Bailey6 years ago in Filthy
On the Record as an Unquenchable Perv
If she let me, I would rub my erection all over this young woman. Yes. I would gush thick splooge, here, there, everywhere. She even has a gaping wide anus, which begs for attention. How else is a heterosexual man, supposed to respond to young, wholesome, friendly naked beauty? Are we supposed to ignore our aching erections, and pretend we don't really want to do what we really, really want to do?
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
In Which I Give The World's Worst Blowjob
I sit on the dark faux leather couch on the top floor of my house and pick at my fingernails while I wait for Harris to finish up in the bathroom. I promised him, my boyfriend of a little over a year now, that we could make out after his baseball practice. I hear the shower trickle to a stop and I shift in my seat, trying to prepare myself for our scheduled make out time. When he finally enters the room I smile at him, like the girls in movies when they’re about to engage in a sexual act with their boyfriends. He smiles back, like a real person whose smile is not scripted, and trots back over to the couch to meet me like an excited puppy.
By Davis Mathis6 years ago in Filthy
More Jacking For Pretty Girls.
I am not gonna stop kneading my meat, until the little thing stops working entirely. In a previous article, I discuss the spiritual potential and religious implications of jacking-off. I mention our predominant religions, our educational institutions and our suppliers of porn have no interest in jacking-off for Spiritual Enlightenment. That concept makes those religions and institutions and suppliers of porn nervous, because this concept means they loose control over our sexual imaginations. They no longer get to make money by telling us what we should think and do, or not think and do. Porn offers more sexual variety than any religion or Ivy League education, but it remains 99% fake, having no real value in our lives. Except, when showing us some fun ways to use dildos, butt plugs and whips, or showing us positions of copulation we may not have previously considered.
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
