This girls

What was that? You wanna rape them?

girl in white, won't be tight, after i done with her.

LOL…../thread

will you cum in her?

no no

Search for my ex and tell her again that she is a cheating whore and that i dont want her anymore in my house.

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you fucking your cat?

cuck

fuck

Call the cops.

my cock

moar

this

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rape them, of course

chloe?

I'd smile at the one in red and say 'hi', then coyly smile and ask if she wanted some eggs or anything to drink, maybe a glass of fine wine or real ale. Then I'd impress her by talking about how many dinosaurs I have tamed on my private single player ARK Survival server. I'd then 'accidentally' drop my keys and bend over to pick them up, pausing so that she could get a lingering view of my ample firm buttocks. I'd look back at her and smile shyly slowly standing back up. I'd turn back to her slightly pushing my groin area forward so she could see the bugle growing in my fashionable Levi jeans, then tell her how most my clothes are designer as I think spending the extra money is worth if for the good quality over most supermarket crap, I'd then show her my cheeky but sexy smile. At this point she would probably be in the early stages of falling in love with me.
She would stand up and smile sensually while slowly walking over to me. She's say something like, "I don't know what it is but I'm incredibly attracted to you, maybe it's your sense of fashion or sexy ass or maybe its the way you can pull off wearing a fedora." Then as she slides her hand around my ample waste and tips me slightly back she says, "Whatever it is I think I respect and love you with all my heart". Then she would kiss me firmly on my lips. It is so sexual. I take of my clothes as we slowly undress in the dull light and she gasps as she sees the length and girth of my rock hard penis. I tell her "My virginity is yours to take my beautiful maiden". She breaths heavily then looks deep into my smiling eyes and reaches down to put her trembling hand over my engorged member and I can hold back no more. I spray glob after glob of yellowish, fishy smelling cum all over her hand and say "Sorry, it's no one's fault baby, you are just too beautiful, maybe we can just cuddle instead". I smile earnestly to show that I'm being honest with my intentions. She then puts her dress on, and without looking back, leaves into the night never to be seen again, taking my heart with her.

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I've suffered from deep depression since and the medication the doctors give me made me spotty & overweight. I feel less of a man for not consummating our act of love that night and I know deep down I will always love her and would take her back even if she has been with other men, even those men of colour.

Last night, as I often do, I lay naked in bed on a hot muggy evening, intoxicated by the heady scent of my own sweat and as my thoughts wondered back to that fateful evening I touch my penis, imagining my hand his hers, it helps if I wear a thick rubber washing up glove that's been in the fridge, and begin to stroke my somewhat rigid penis until I smile loudly and spill my seed out slowly from the tip of my glans. She was so beautiful that even the minds image of her makes me ejaculate sooner than I would want to, the pleasure lasting mere moments. I get most of the cum wiped off on my sheets knowing my mother will wash them anyway once a month, whether they need washing or not. God I love that woman and cherish her, I often thank the gods (or I would do if I was not an atheist, I don't have time for anything as childish as religion) I have such a loving mother. She has been my rock throughout my life, guiding my every action and decision. She helped me choose which subjects to concentrate on at school, which hobbies were safe for me and what course I should do at college and she even gives me really good advice on girls and lets me know when I've picked a bad one. Due to my bad decision making skills I've brought home enough bad eggs in my time.

…Well at least I used to, that was my old life, when I was a player. I used to meet up with the college 'Gentleman's real ale and cigar smoking appreciation club' once a fortnight come hell or high water and we'd peruse the local pubs for good quality, fine hand crafted ales to sup whilst we would discuss our futures and talk about girls, swapping tales of women we had bedded and fights we had been in and won. Some of them even smoked cigars, I didn't, I mean I tried once, but they are too strong and make me cough plus my mother had already warned me about lung cancer. Me and my mates also talked a lot about computer games, and I don't mean no peasant console crap but real PC games. They are just so much better than console crap, higher fidelity graphics that allow me to immerse myself into other worlds where I can really be someone and earn the respect of my peers. I remember I used to play a game called EVE-online, it's very complicated and so it kept the riff-raff and fps boys out by default. In that game there are men, real men that you can have a discussion with about real life affairs and of course real ales lol. I spent many a day in that universe and became a god among men, looked up to an admired by those new to the game. I was of course not a psychopath like some of the players but a kind and gentle captain who would often, at my own expence, give space ships and items to new players of which many would be so grateful they would join my corp for many days. Being a pacifist I kept my affairs in high sec where those thugs 'Goon Swarm', could not get me and was happy to spend my days mining. Became addicted in the end, or at least to an outsider it would look like an addiction, even my psychiatrist agreed with my mother calling it an addiction even when I explained some people actually work more than 14 hours a day and if that's good for them than surely about the same time spent on a hobby is not harmful and I have do something to kill time as I'm struggling to get a job. There's not much available locally apart from menial jobs like stacking shelves in a supermarket, factory work, call center work etc. Can you imagine someone like me, with my skills and qualifications working in places like that. I've got diplomas in various things, I don't like to brag but let's just say I know a thing or two about what a real feminist looks like. And it's not just big tits and blonde hair like you would think.

Anyway I digress, back to me being a player… Or perhaps I should keep my stories of girls private as I do honor all fair maidens dignity and respect their privacy.

… go…o on..? Maybe?

Virgin detected, if you arent a beta girls always offer you harem sex after being caught cheating, it already happened with every cheating whore i dated.

no i value her company platonically.