Marxist
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3. He's busy. Very busy. Super duper busy. Then why does he have time to scan the board and post?
2. He can't write only 1500 words. He's waiting for a novel contest to open up so he can really show his stuff.
1. He's too good a writer to play marbles with us wee chirren. He said that somewhere I know. This might be true. But I have to ask myself if this:
Is wholly superior to this:
On second thought, maybe it is.
My internet time is up for the day, but stick around and try to get to the bottom of this mystery for me won't you?
2. He can't write only 1500 words. He's waiting for a novel contest to open up so he can really show his stuff.
1. He's too good a writer to play marbles with us wee chirren. He said that somewhere I know. This might be true. But I have to ask myself if this:
from Dixon Carter Lee's "Tara On A Tear"
Tara jumped back up onto the bed, ordered another Death by Chocolate Cake, threw open her robe, flicked on the TV, selected the "Grrrrl Cops" video for viewing, thrust a hand between her legs, and rubbed herself into a frenzy. No way was she going to let that nose-picking prick touch her, she didn't care how horny she got.
Is wholly superior to this:
from Marxist's "A Satyr In Full"
She knelt, sucking in the length of my eight inch cock to the balls, which she held in her right hand while cupping my ass with her left. I saw what she meant by too small. Alexandra could swallow a fire hose right up to the truck. After her eighth trip down my shaft I was on the verge of steaming her bowels with jism.
On second thought, maybe it is.
My internet time is up for the day, but stick around and try to get to the bottom of this mystery for me won't you?