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Desire

Member since 2003 · Posted 1 Oct 2003 · Edited 2 Oct 2003 · 3 comments

Absorbing the need of lusting, wanting bodies caressing, massaging their taste to kill. Tongues lashing sounds so intense while melting away thoughts of nirvana. Smelling ones temptations, licking the other's soul away, screaming one's pain, taking the their breath inside and suffering with inner serenity

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[7] J.B. Manning 1-Oct-03/4:04 PM Reply

suffering with inner serenity...lovely line. Not sure about the one before it though.

[n/a] Bachus 2-Oct-03/12:00 PM Reply

The last time I smelled a Temptation? he spun around splashing lukewarm jerry curl juice upon my naked buttocks. Naturally, I instantly climaxed in a heap of off Navy blue jelly and fuzzy toenail clipping pearljam to suck my thumb and coo. LIKE A REAL MAN in an unreal world full of hate and 7 elevens. I'm so sad so so damn sad *sniffle*.

[7] J.B. Manning › Bachus 2-Oct-03/2:40 PM Reply

You must be bored.