Oh my, oh my. My sex life is boring. I too want to be an aryan warlord, to have a girlfrind with a designer pussy going at it with Bugatti momentum, and comming in pints after pints. Even, wasn’t I hopelessly male have a go at this wriggling, still alive bearded mussel. However though I keep misplacing my carkeys, I don’t think I’ve ever been so distracted I forgot it up someones pussy.
“As your hands roam her back, her breasts, and trace the swastika on her mound you start feeling like an ancient Aryan warlord yourself…” “In fact he keeps on and on ejaculating, there’s loads of the stuff, out it all comes, pint after pint[…]” “When she and Victoria had done it, it had been like trying out some strange Japanese cuisine, something that wriggled, still alive, in a dish. Or having to swallow the contents of a bearded mussel attached to a rock […]” “[…] and began to probe her vaginal canal, as if he was searching for lost car keys”
Artemis’ Lover … written by a 14-year-old hermaphrodite (or so he claims) who engages in mutual masturbation with his cat. It’s his fantasy about having sex with the white male cat from Sailor Moon. I swear I’m not making this up.