7 Ergebnisse.

I liberated Hope from her cyclic cold shower damnation, forced her down onto our bed, wedged my head between her clamped legs, held her resistant arms down, and performed cunnilingus while she fought against me. She relented after two minutes and climaxed after five minutes. I pulled down my pants, removed my boxers, unbuttoned my shirt, unfastened my shirt stays, dropped to my knees, and allowed Hope to perform fellatio on me for one minute. ...

I observed no human face other than my own and corresponded with no one this Christmas.

What not to do with one's life, an expulsion of trite. "The reader is a fool.

The reader is a fool.

The reader is a fool.

Baethan Balor proclaims in the initial opening of his journal entries comprised of philosophical musings, observations, insights, stories, and poems: "I'm an idiot, a presumptuous buffoon. The entire concept and execution of this document is the ego. We're all predisposed to be self-centered cretins who thrive off the validation and adoration of our species. Social creatures-for utter shame, cooperation for the sake of mock peace, an abominabl...

Baethan Balor proclaims in the initial opening of his journal entries comprised of philosophical musings, observations, insights, stories, and poems: "I'm an idiot, a presumptuous buffoon. The entire concept and execution of this document is the ego. We're all predisposed to be self-centered cretins who thrive off the validation and adoration of our species. Social creatures-for utter shame, cooperation for the sake of mock peace, an abominabl...