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One time I had a summer job in high school for a business that outfitted people to go on camping trips out in the wilderness. My boss had a big dog that barked all the time and was really annoying. Food was delivered to this business in bulk. I fed the dog a whole stick of butter every day for about 2 months. The dog had a heart attack in the fall.

A "confession" for racist's, liberals and democrats. So liberals like to pretend they are supporting black people and they want equality and free money and support for blacks because they were in slavery. I support the economy myself by working almost 87 hours a week, driving OTR. What have you done lately?
Now look at the democrats and there saying that Palin had sex with a black male? How dare they say such a bad thing? Exactly. Now you see that the democRATS are the racist ones!! By trying to attack Sarah Palin they have made themselves the racists that they are. I for one, am outraged. This attack on her character, has not gone unnoticed. When the Drivers of Americas Economy (you might know them as truck drivers) get fed up, we will slow down the deliveries of your goods and commerce. We might "accidentally" deliver all of your freight to the wrong address. Got a pick-up that "has to be picked up no later than 1500 hours"? When it's finally picked up at 1645 hours, you'll see and feel the wrath of our collective anger. Who knows, your precious cargo might just "fall off" the back of the truck, and vanish forever. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Stay tuned for more liberal LIES.

So last night I was prayin for deliverance and I kid you not, Jesus Fucking Christ (scrappy little brother to Jesus H. Christ, The Son of Man and Holy Lamb of God) came right through the rusted wall of my trailer and sat his glowing white ass own on my bed, right beside where I was kneeling. At first I thought it was my dead pop come back to life, so I reflexively reached for his cock since I was already down on my knees. But Mr. Christ gently pushed my hand away and said I didn't need to do that shit no more because he was gonna give me a real job.

So I thought wow this sounds perty interesting. Maybe he'll make me the fucking CEO of Mountain Dew or the Moon Pie company, or gimme my own taco wagon or whatnot. Anyways, so I says, yessir Mr. Christ, my dear Lord, I'm listening and sorry for grabbin your very big and powerful dick (I immediately pologized and said penis). What kinda job is you talkin about?

So get this, he wants me to go to fuckin flight school and learn how to fly them big fucking jet planes like what them motherfucking Arabs used to attack the US of A back all them years ago! I just looked at him and said what? He says, and this is a direct motherfucking quote, he says don't be such a cocksucking little sissy. Look, pussy, I put you here and I'll take you out. Your life is already one miserable faggoty failure after another and I am offering you a chance to have the real fame and fortune you have so far only seen in your wet fucking dreams. You in or you out, boy?

So what the fuck am I supposed to do now? He wants me to fly the thing into some super tall building in motherfucking Dubiey or some such wasteland in muslimville. He said the only way to send those goat fucking infidels (his words, not mine) a righteous message was to fly my plane into some building they have that's supposedly the tallest in the world. I thought that was the statue of liberty but whatever.

Anyways, so I says how is that dumbass plan supposed to make me rich? Famous I can see, but how is you gonna make me rich if I'm fried up like a crispy chicken nugget?

He just looks right into my one good eye and mutters some crap about riches in heaven and whatnot and when I start to call bullshit on that he just whips out his huge fuckin jesus cock and shoves it in my mouth. I been coughing up holy cum ever since.

Now I fucking start flight school in Florida in two weeks. I ain't never prayin again, I tell you what.

All of my nature wants to do something gor the Devil and my Lord that I like. But then I remember how mad I got. I blamed him for not communicating well and I did the same. I got so angry and anger actually was only me craving a little more space around him. We all have different ways of expressing the craving and care. I always liked his personality and way he expresses. Idk why my mind associate him being away as Him not liking me. But that's the way I felt and attacked. Truth is I don't feel anger or mad or something. I just crave and crave growth. The way He likes it and ways where I can get a little bit of just a little more space at His feet. So when He needs me I can do something. My submission towards Him always is bit scared that I am not doing enough. I guess that's normal when you care, you always want to be better. I felt I am failing because my Devil vanished again after saying He won't. Maybe I did failed then got mad because I crave being better. Understanding better. I don't wanna change a bit of Him. I just want to know more, walk the path more and have tasty playful reminders that we are okay. It's just two way street my Lord always agreed on that. So how am I do be good when I don't have chance to check where is His mind so I can be better. And that made me panic of losing what I crave, Him. I don't know is it attacking the personal space fact I just want to be there for someone I like nnd lust and playful with 

i confess that i love older men but it is painful when their health starts to deteriorate and you're still young and healthy. Lost my Phil to a heart attack this time last year, I guess this is "anniversary syndrome". sigh.

Isn't it a shame that you can't be honest and truthful on the web by posting as yourself, or speaking your mind then being attacked by people that don't agree with you, in fear of some NUT going on a personal rampage to expose all your little quirks and personal information? Sometimes it pays to be anonymous. You have stalkers and fakes pretending to be people that they aren't in hopes to "friend" people and use them for their own twisted games. Even in these boards, if you bring up a topic which is your own opinion, you fall under attack by someone with a differing opinion, rather than them calmly voicing their own opinion. There's no need for attacks. It's not like I'm trying to convince anyone of anything, just voicing my opinion. People need to share their opinion without attacking others. Less judging and more open-mindedness. Maybe I'm just a peaceful person in real life and the others aren't.

Couldn’t help but to think how much this little slave changed over the years tasting that connection with the Devil. A piece that was needed the piece we find and our best bubble up. The committed connection kept on poking me, that’s why it’s so easy for Devil to keep me on my toes. And what have I been thinking about is as well the tasty soul of the Devil even tho I keep on calling him cruel and cold. One really kinky Devil but just as well what got me trapped is something more of him. Perhaps i am more scared of his soul and cope with Devil with my Devilish side. And the need to admit that, to admit slave attacks Devil just because when tasting his soul i freak out the most. And refuse to admit I believe in it. And get all crazy because deep down I believe and the connection won’t let me rest most of the time, the inability to resist to dirty things and the belief combined with taking the attention is his odd combination. Devil force me to fish haha.. if all i do is attention grabbing and all You do is attention grabbing.. then let me fish :p
You created just very nice masterpiece with devilish and such warm colors.. just look at it

I posted on here a month or so ago about meeting a guy at a coffee shop who took me to his apartment and pissed on me and fucked me. Since then a lot has happened.

My husband still won't piss on me but because I tried a lot to get him to do it he asked me why. I first made up a story about someone at work talking about it and he said he didn't want to do that.

We went Saturday a couple weeks after I got pissed on to our friend's (husband and wife) house to hang out for a bit. Her and I ended up driving back to my house to get a few things for dinner and I asked her if she'd ever been pissed on. She said it happened a couple times but she wasn't sure what to think about it. When we got to my house I asked her to go to the back yard and get naked with me. We never did anything before but it just seemed like a good day so she went along with me. I made sure the hose was on ready and knelt down in the grass while she stood over me. She was so short that I had to get her a stepstool and she laughed as she tried to get in position. She looked so hot holding her pussy open I could barely wait

When she started pissing it hit me on the neck. I leaned forward with my mouth open and let it flow in and dribble out down my body. It was a sharp salty taste and I moved to let it spray all over my face. I got it all over and felt it run all the way down between my legs.

She finished and I asked her to spray the hose near me so I could rinse my eyes. I made sure I was still piss-soaked when I finally stood up and smiled and told her it was her turn. She was nervous as she knelt down and I stood on the stool.

I have been practicing aiming in the shower and when it started flowing I hit her right on the nose. Her eyes closed quick but she kept her mouth open a little. I splashed all up her face, on her lips and across her cute tits. I had been waiting part of the day hoping this would happen so I pissed all over her for a while.

When I finished I helped her rinse her face then kissed her. I knelt down beside her and kissed her as I pushed her down in the grass. I pretty much attacked her body licking and sucking my piss off her body. Her moans were so hot as I went across her tits and finally ate her pussy. She eventually pushed me away and rolled me over and crawled between my legs. Her mouth felt so good on my pussy and I came like crazy a few times.

We finally stopped and sprayed each other off with the hose before we went in and took a shower. We got the stuff for dinner and headed back to her house and had a great meal. She and I laughed a lot as we all hung out and it felt a little weird but not in a bad way.

I'll post again in a bit about what happened after. It's been very interesting and a lot of fun!

I need help finding a video that was on xvideos awhile ago. It was one of those forced sex fantasy videos. It was foreign also. This girl jeans was reading a magazine, when a man came in her home and attacked her. After he stripped her, she ran away into a different room. The man found her and fucked her on the bed. I can't find the video which used to come up when I typed in forced sex on xvids. I can't even find it on way back machine. If anyone could identify the video, please tell me
Thanks

Im a 40 yo married father of two and I hate my wife. I think she is sexy and that many men and women would enjoy fucking and using all of her. The problem is she has low drive and not much interest. I'm her only. I fantasize about her getting drunk kissing with her boss, but feeling guilty and pull away, but instead for her boss and 2 other co workers to use her all night despite her tears and occasional loss of consciousness. Will feel exceptionally guilty because she will have orgasmed several times during the attack. This body is too sexy not to be used