Fuck...

y=mx+b

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I need to.

Right now
I need to fuck.

I need to dirty fuck
I need to fuck the way
You thought what fucking was
Before you knew what it actually was

But had an idea.

I want to be that idea
And I want to feel you feel the thought
Of it being against your better judgment

But going ahead with it anyway.

Because that's what this is about
The change of the seasons
The fucking you face down in the mud of the spring thaw
Cold, wet, and uncomfortable on the outside
Warm, wet, and possessive on the inside.

Never stopping
Until someone gets bred.
 

destroy you.

You honest to fuck would be perfect.


The kind of woman I have no feelings for
No interest in pursuing a relationship with
The kind of woman I would have no problem hurting
...physically
...mentally
...emotionally.

I want your orgasm and I want to rape it dead.
 
Outside

Or in the garage of an abandoned service station
Petrol and used motor oil caked into the concrete floor and filling the air.

Throat fucking a woman until she pukes or pisses herself
Pulling her hair and rubbing her face in it
While I bury my face so far up the crack of her ass and vagina
That she flips over onto her back
Where I can fuck her missionary
Forearm against her throat
Fingers mauling her tits until blood vessels break...
 
leave me feeling like a bellyful of broken glass.

Dolf... I'm going to find two trees and strap you between them upside down, hands bound together to a cinderblock below. I want to make you the "Y" in my user name and slap your clit until you aspirate on my semen
 
I am serious...

I'm beyond all the other levels of wanting fuck that I have ever felt in my life.

Something isn't right inside my head.
 
in hindsight, I enjoy the moment where my eagerness switches to regret, the moment where it all becomes too much, the moment where moans become sobs become pleas. looking back on being broken makes being broken worthwhile.

this is why scary men are sexy.
 
I'm beyond all the other levels of wanting fuck that I have ever felt in my life.

Something isn't right inside my head.
Why do you think this is? What's changed that's prompted this difference? What about this urge isn't right?
 
Outside

Or in the garage of an abandoned service station
Petrol and used motor oil caked into the concrete floor and filling the air.

Throat fucking a woman until she pukes or pisses herself
Pulling her hair and rubbing her face in it
While I bury my face so far up the crack of her ass and vagina
That she flips over onto her back
Where I can fuck her missionary
Forearm against her throat
Fingers mauling her tits until blood vessels break...

i think i'll pass and order a chinese takeaway if it's all the same. less drama. less ... ow. :cattail:
 
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