maleficentmoi

Orgasms are supposed to be liberating. They're supposed to be the glowing sash of release after a long marathon of sweat, cramps, guffaws and whispered threats of joy. Orgasms: the nail in the coffin, the dotted i's and crossed t's, the end credits. For some reason, my last two sex romps have left me hornier than before the orgasm knocked on the door. What's up...
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I threw myself into the river, to drown myself with my sins. It seemed foolish at the time, but the sound of my body breaking the plane of the water's surface reassured me. It acted like a slap to my senses, flushing out any lingering doubt from my hesitant resolve. The water was cold and behind me Lucifer sat, perplexed. I had never seen him...
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Today it rained again, but I witnessed a unique phenomenon I'd never been privy to before. It happened while I walked across a vast parking area while a heavy rainfall drenched me. The sun shone brilliantly despite the rain and at my feet a thick mist soon took to the air. It resembled a bog often represented in films where witches or ghosts or any...
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I'm relatively new to this online community stuff, so forgive me for my greenness. I love this website, though. I've seen women on Suicide Girls that I know most publications like Playboy wouldn't touch because they defy the conventional form of sexiness society forces down our throats. It's refreshing. I've been a member for several years now, but I never thought to try and connect...
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What's with all the really, really skinny girls on this website? You know what you'd get if you set all the skinny chicks from Suicide Girls on a sun drenched open field devoid of trees but filled endlessly with millions of wildflowers? No shadows, that's what, save those from the wildflowers. A shadow is a good thing, dearies. Just ask Peter Pan. Come on, have...
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