I need bad sex

sequelae

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You know that kind. Edgy, excrutiatingly pleasurable to the point of seeking the confessional. Down on your knees, fleeting thoughts of escape, drowning in perversity.

*sigh*
 
You know that kind. Edgy, excrutiatingly pleasurable to the point of seeking the confessional. Down on your knees, fleeting thoughts of escape, drowning in perversity.

*sigh*

Is there really any other kind? :D
 
You know that kind. Edgy, excrutiatingly pleasurable to the point of seeking the confessional. Down on your knees, fleeting thoughts of escape, drowning in perversity.

*sigh*

I so agree with you. It has been 3 weeks since I have had any sex at all! This sounds tooooo good right now.
 
You know that kind. Edgy, excrutiatingly pleasurable to the point of seeking the confessional. Down on your knees, fleeting thoughts of escape, drowning in perversity.

*sigh*

Huh, when I saw the thread title I thought you meant the kind where you lay flat on your back unmoving and close your eyes until he finishes his business so he'll leave you alone for the rest of the night.
 
You know that kind. Edgy, excrutiatingly pleasurable to the point of seeking the confessional. Down on your knees, fleeting thoughts of escape, drowning in perversity.

*sigh*

Good thing you've got room for 300 pm's. :)
 
It's been awhile for me as well... I agree with everything that you want!!!
 
It's the sex you can't talk about. Incredulous you even allowed it. Horrified you ache for more.
 
oh yes... that is the best kind....

and i have been craving sex with another woman for awhile...
 
a wicked hot one night stand with a guy who knows all the nastiest things... and does them without you asking...
 
sorry. all i have is mediocre sex at the moment, but you're welcome to some as long as you aren't ugly or anything.
 
And so your story is revealed.

Oh hush, you. That's somebody ELSE's story, the Thorn Birds, I think. I don't even go to church.

My story can only be revealed to an illiterate mute who doesn't know how to play charades.
 
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a wicked hot one night stand with a guy who knows all the nastiest things... and does them without you asking...

And so your story begins. That sick feeling in your gut that says wrong, just so wrong and sends you prowling for more.
 
And so your story begins. That sick feeling in your gut that says wrong, just so wrong and sends you prowling for more.

exactly.. that sick feeling and your conscience kicking in... and the wetter you get.. and your sexual desire totally takes over.
 
Oh hush, you. That's somebody ELSE's story, the Thorn Birds, I think. I don't even go to church.

My story can only be revealed to an illiterate mute who doesn't know how to play charades.

Desire from the darkest places. Now you are seeking safety/acceptable sex.
 
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