LOL
I’m impressed. I can’t even teach my dog to fetch, but someone taught a douche to type.
Category: Conversations
Talking, teasing, manipulating, debating, and delighting
How the hell does rape play even work? Is there suppose to be some element of surprise? Do you expect your lover to just tackle you as soon as you walk through the door after a long day and “rape” you? Like wut?
it’s generally set up and agreed on and limits are shared, then idk, they try to make it as surprising as possible i guess lol
Surprise is overrated. It’s fun, and a good way to trigger a sexy little panic, but the thrill doesn’t outlive the moment.
Suspense, on the other hand… now that’s where it’s at, baby. The gnawing dread of an all-too-certain future can eat at a girl indefinitely, with very little manual upkeep required.
But then, I’m mean and lazy.
Do you like getting slapped in the face
Beautifully exposed, best arse on Tumblr xxx
lies
If a man is talking to a woman, he’s probably lying about something. The art of being a woman is figuring out which lies you most like to hear.
With that said, it really is a nice ass.
My head is an over sexualised horror movie.
Nonsense.
You can’t over-sexualize a horror movie.
Seriously though, votes: is the gape gif hot or gross? I’m not sure what I think 😕
Damn it, why does every GIF of a girl prying open her butthole until it blooms have to be “hot” or “gross”? Why can’t it just be informative?
I’m sorry, but I reject the unrealistic expectations that society has placed on your pooper!
Hello, what business do you wish exist to help you grow your blog and/or business?
Huh
I would like a business to exist where I keep fertile women chained in my basement and sell their eggs to finance my artistic endeavors, until their ovaries finally die and their bodies are left as barren as their stunted little souls.
I would also like a business to exist where I carelessly use and degrade empty-eyed twentysomethings in my spare time, but I’m lost somewhere between underpants and profit on that one.
Me: You’re doing it at my behest. And don’t make me rehest you.
Her: [pained frown]
I want to burn you to the ground and live in your ashes.
Careful not to burn yourself in the process..fire spreads quickly.
Good point. One must always remember to piss on the embers.
Call out post
hey
How’s your day going
I went to the supermarket today and found a pristine shopping cart. It was apparently brand new, so Its wheels rolled silently and smoothly, with no trace of rattle or shimmy. Even when full, I could propel it effortlessly through the meandering, determinedly oblivious throng of Sunday shoppers and their snot-encrusted, free-range idiot offspring. I found it a deeply satisfying, once-in-a-lifetime experience of purity and untouched perfection in the midst of seething, consumerist chaos.
It was like fucking a virgin… only in this case, I didn’t want to ruin it for the next guy.