Merry X-mas, "X" being Christ, son of God, our lord and savior
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Thank-you Marquis. The same to you and to you all.Marquis said:
The "X" meaning the Pagens are back.
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Merry Christmas to you all!
May the Mother/Father God fill your lives with peace and prosperity in all things and all ways.
You have been my companions on a mystical journey and i appreciate you, each and every one.
With Love,
sherri aka nu
May the Mother/Father God fill your lives with peace and prosperity in all things and all ways.
You have been my companions on a mystical journey and i appreciate you, each and every one.
With Love,
sherri aka nu
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Merry Christmas, Happy Hannakah, Merry Yule, Happy Saturnalia, etc. to all.
May you time of celebration be joyous.
May you time of celebration be joyous.
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Hey, Marquis, is one of those subbie women you got in your AV gonna be in my stocking, tomorrow? You gotta share, man.Marquis said:
She must enjoy being fucked in the ass and tell her I won't be gentle. Well, I will use lube.
Didn't you say the blonde is a sub? She'll do quite nicely.
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Book of Mary said:(1)So I was doing the laundry outside for my fiance Joseph (he's soooo dreamy) when this big light appeared in the sky. It turned out it was just the sun so I kept doing laundry. You know how the sun is. (2)Then, there was this other light. I thought to myself "Not the damn sun again! God Dammit!". But it was an angel this time. He told me his name was Gabriel or some shit and said he was sent by God. (3)Gabriel was really hot and all muscular and stuff. I could feel myself getting a little wet. I have a fetish for diefic beings. (4)So, he tells me that God want's me to have his son, but that I shall remain a virgin. This seemed a little odd to me. I asked him how God would go about this. He answered (5)"Oh, it's easy. I'll have hot, angel sex with you and then you'll have a baby nine months later. Call either Jesus Christ or Jacques Burlington." (6)I thought Jesus sounded better because it doesn't sound right when people yell out "Jacques Burlington!" when having sex. Also, I didn't want my son to be a fucking frog. On second thought, I should have gone with Jacques.
(7)So, I ask Gabriel how he'll have sex with me without taking my hot, hot virginity. He took of his robe and his fully-erect, 12-inch cock was glowing white and gold with little sparklies around it, kind of like Super Sonic from the Sonic the Hedgehog games but less furry. (8)He said his celestial glow-cock could pass right through my hymen and inject God's sweet, sweet semen directly into my eggs. He'd then spray the rest on my face to show me who's boss. (9)My next question was why God himself didn't cum down and do it himself (I actually said "cum" like that, in a seductive tone of voice). His response
And there you have it...
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Originally Posted by Book of Mary
(1)So I was doing the laundry outside for my fiance Joseph (he's soooo dreamy) when this big light appeared in the sky. It turned out it was just the sun so I kept doing laundry. You know how the sun is. (2)Then, there was this other light. I thought to myself "Not the damn sun again! God Dammit!". But it was an angel this time. He told me his name was Gabriel or some shit and said he was sent by God. (3)Gabriel was really hot and all muscular and stuff. I could feel myself getting a little wet. I have a fetish for diefic beings. (4)So, he tells me that God want's me to have his son, but that I shall remain a virgin. This seemed a little odd to me. I asked him how God would go about this. He answered (5)"Oh, it's easy. I'll have hot, angel sex with you and then you'll have a baby nine months later. Call either Jesus Christ or Jacques Burlington." (6)I thought Jesus sounded better because it doesn't sound right when people yell out "Jacques Burlington!" when having sex. Also, I didn't want my son to be a fucking frog. On second thought, I should have gone with Jacques.
(7)So, I ask Gabriel how he'll have sex with me without taking my hot, hot virginity. He took of his robe and his fully-erect, 12-inch cock was glowing white and gold with little sparklies around it, kind of like Super Sonic from the Sonic the Hedgehog games but less furry. (8)He said his celestial glow-cock could pass right through my hymen and inject God's sweet, sweet semen directly into my eggs. He'd then spray the rest on my face to show me who's boss. (9)My next question was why God himself didn't cum down and do it himself (I actually said "cum" like that, in a seductive tone of voice). His response10)"Hey, God's a busy man. He can't be everywhere at once, right?9 (11)I was happy with his answer so I took off my clothing to reveal my sleek, nude body to the angel. "Take me now, Gabriel!" I moaned. {The next few lines are illegible due to 1400 year-old semen stains}...feel his warm cock pumping man-juice in my cunt. It felt good. He sprayed down there for about ten minutes. He then withdrew his penis and started masturbating on my face. By the time he was done, I was covered in white. We both laid down in the grass. I needed to catch my breath from that sexy, erotic encounter. I guess you can say I was "Touched By an Angel", in a very special way. (31)Anyway, Gabriel flew back to heaven or wherever the fuck he said he was from. I cleaned myself off and told Joseph the good news. (32)He got mad at me and made me give him a blowjob. I sucked on his {additional seman stains rend the rest of the chapter unreadable}.[/quote]
LMAO!!!
Too fucking cool!
I'm stealing this!
Looks like the cats didn't drink after Rudolph enough for their mouths to turn red btw.
Fury
Originally Posted by Book of Mary
(1)So I was doing the laundry outside for my fiance Joseph (he's soooo dreamy) when this big light appeared in the sky. It turned out it was just the sun so I kept doing laundry. You know how the sun is. (2)Then, there was this other light. I thought to myself "Not the damn sun again! God Dammit!". But it was an angel this time. He told me his name was Gabriel or some shit and said he was sent by God. (3)Gabriel was really hot and all muscular and stuff. I could feel myself getting a little wet. I have a fetish for diefic beings. (4)So, he tells me that God want's me to have his son, but that I shall remain a virgin. This seemed a little odd to me. I asked him how God would go about this. He answered (5)"Oh, it's easy. I'll have hot, angel sex with you and then you'll have a baby nine months later. Call either Jesus Christ or Jacques Burlington." (6)I thought Jesus sounded better because it doesn't sound right when people yell out "Jacques Burlington!" when having sex. Also, I didn't want my son to be a fucking frog. On second thought, I should have gone with Jacques.
(7)So, I ask Gabriel how he'll have sex with me without taking my hot, hot virginity. He took of his robe and his fully-erect, 12-inch cock was glowing white and gold with little sparklies around it, kind of like Super Sonic from the Sonic the Hedgehog games but less furry. (8)He said his celestial glow-cock could pass right through my hymen and inject God's sweet, sweet semen directly into my eggs. He'd then spray the rest on my face to show me who's boss. (9)My next question was why God himself didn't cum down and do it himself (I actually said "cum" like that, in a seductive tone of voice). His response10)"Hey, God's a busy man. He can't be everywhere at once, right?9 (11)I was happy with his answer so I took off my clothing to reveal my sleek, nude body to the angel. "Take me now, Gabriel!" I moaned. {The next few lines are illegible due to 1400 year-old semen stains}...feel his warm cock pumping man-juice in my cunt. It felt good. He sprayed down there for about ten minutes. He then withdrew his penis and started masturbating on my face. By the time he was done, I was covered in white. We both laid down in the grass. I needed to catch my breath from that sexy, erotic encounter. I guess you can say I was "Touched By an Angel", in a very special way. (31)Anyway, Gabriel flew back to heaven or wherever the fuck he said he was from. I cleaned myself off and told Joseph the good news. (32)He got mad at me and made me give him a blowjob. I sucked on his {additional seman stains rend the rest of the chapter unreadable}.[/quote]
LMAO!!!
Too fucking cool!
I'm stealing this!
Looks like the cats didn't drink after Rudolph enough for their mouths to turn red btw.
Fury
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DVS said:Hey, Marquis, is one of those subbie women you got in your AV gonna be in my stocking, tomorrow? You gotta share, man.
She must enjoy being fucked in the ass and tell her I won't be gentle. Well, I will use lube.
Didn't you say the blonde is a sub? She'll do quite nicely.
LOL, I can give her to Santa, but I can't promise he'll hand her over.
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Well, why not? I've been a VERY good boy all year.Marquis said:LOL, I can give her to Santa, but I can't promise he'll hand her over.
Oh, yeah, I heard Santa was a Dom. He might still give her to me, but a litttle used. I heard Rudolph likes to shove his red nose up...well never mind.
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Just a thought to the hostages, may they be returned safely.
And to servicemen and women everywhere:
Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone.
I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see just who in this home did live.
I looked all about a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.
With medals and badges, awards of all kind
A sober thought came through my mind.
For this house was different, so dark and dreary,
I knew I had found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.
I heard stories about them, I had to see more
So I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
And there he lay sleeping silent alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one bedroom home.
His face so gentle, his room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States soldier.
Was this the hero of whom I’d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?
His head was clean shaven, his weathered face tan,
I soon understood this was more than a man.
For I realized the families that I saw that night
Owed their lives to these men who were willing to fight.
Soon ‘round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of soldiers like this one lying here.
I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.
Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.
The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don’t cry, this life is my choice;
I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more,
my life is my God, my country, my Corps."
With that he rolled over and drifted off into sleep,
I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.
I watched him for hours, so silent and still,
I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.
So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
And I covered this Soldier from his toes to his head.
And I put on his T-shirt of gray and black,
With an eagle and an Army patch embroidered on back.
And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
And for a shining moment, I was United States Army deep inside.
I didn’t want to leave him on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.
Then the soldier rolled over, whispered with a voice so clean and pure,
"Carry on Santa, it’s Christmas Day, all is secure."
One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night!
And to servicemen and women everywhere:
Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone.
I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see just who in this home did live.
I looked all about a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.
With medals and badges, awards of all kind
A sober thought came through my mind.
For this house was different, so dark and dreary,
I knew I had found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.
I heard stories about them, I had to see more
So I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
And there he lay sleeping silent alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one bedroom home.
His face so gentle, his room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States soldier.
Was this the hero of whom I’d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?
His head was clean shaven, his weathered face tan,
I soon understood this was more than a man.
For I realized the families that I saw that night
Owed their lives to these men who were willing to fight.
Soon ‘round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of soldiers like this one lying here.
I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.
Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.
The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don’t cry, this life is my choice;
I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more,
my life is my God, my country, my Corps."
With that he rolled over and drifted off into sleep,
I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.
I watched him for hours, so silent and still,
I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.
So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
And I covered this Soldier from his toes to his head.
And I put on his T-shirt of gray and black,
With an eagle and an Army patch embroidered on back.
And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
And for a shining moment, I was United States Army deep inside.
I didn’t want to leave him on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.
Then the soldier rolled over, whispered with a voice so clean and pure,
"Carry on Santa, it’s Christmas Day, all is secure."
One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night!
babiesmiles
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I hope everyone had the day who expected full of joy and cares .
my best wishes
my best wishes
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Marquis said:
You're pretty cool yourself...hope you and everyone here enjoyed their Christmas for whatever it means or doesn't mean to them, and that we all continue to enjoy life and love in the New Year. Francisco & Catalina Similar threads
