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Keep her in your basement and fuck her three or four times a day, maybe throw in a little bit of a beating now and then, feed her regularly with your own hands and constantly alternate telling her what a worthless slut she is with telling her how much you love her, and in a week, tops, you’ll be able to untie her and point to the open door, and she’ll get on her knees and beg you, crying on your feet, to not make her leave.

Punk was moaning into my mouth now and his tongue had started to come alive against mine once more; in six days, he’d also picked up quite a lot of kissing technique, as well, and although I knew his ass still hurt from my dick ramming in and out of it brutally, I also knew the sensations were starting to feel good to …

George And Louie’s

After I finished pissing and Punk finished up draining my dick down his throat, I gave him a break, which meant putting him to work, but with no butt sex, for the next hour or so, sweeping a year’s worth of dirt out of the cabin, unrolling the mattresses on the bunks, spreading our big double sleeping bag out on one… Punk would be used during the day by all the guys, just as I’d use their contributions to the weekend fun during the day myself, but he’d sleep with me… and finally, hauling buckets of water from the pump outside to fill up the big wash tub so he and I could take a bath.

But adult survivors of childhood emotional abuse who awaken to the truth of their damaging childhood, and strive to do the opposite of what they have been taught will NOT emotionally abuse their children. …

B.y.o.b.

The other contests were for us… who could cum the most on a slut’s face, who could fuck the longest without cumming, and who had their slut best trained on arrival… that last one didn’t involve actual sex, but instead was about making your particular fuckmeat crawl around and bark like a dog and do various gross and degrading things like drink piss and lick the other boys’ asses for them and fuck themselves with whatever appropriate objects we had handy… beer bottles, pieces of kielbasa, wooden sticks.

I wouldn’t say he was exactly happy to suddenly find himself choking and gagging as a strange man forced a nice big hard throbbing cock into his mouth and throat over and over again, and he certainly wasn’t thrilled by his first experience guzzling sperm, but he gulped most of it down anyway without even being told he had to.

His yelling …

Who Says Golf Is Everything?

I’m not saying I’m the English version of Henrik Stenson, but I feel like Henrik Stenson out there at times, just with a prettier face… I would say though that I am comfortable hitting my driver now, whereas I wasn’t a few months ago. And sometimes thinking in these terms can help relieve the fear and anxiety that we may be feeling.

I heard a whimper and turned my head the other way and there was my younger brother Steve, leaning forward against the porch railing, getting his asshole stuffed with dick from behind by Uncle Steve, who he’d been named after. I gave Hoover a remedial class on basic cocksucking technique for the next twenty minutes or so, then pulled out and raped his ass for him.

I guess my cum in his ass helped Boomtown get in, but Cookie Monster was screaming pretty good as the bloodhound humped …

Chevromist Kennels

Punk hadn’t fought me much at all, but people have different taming styles; Mike doesn’t like to tie his up and fuck them at first, he prefers to offer his cock to their mouths and let them refuse, then pound on the little bitches until they change their minds.

But a boy will cave in almost immediately… a few slaps, maybe one good buttfucking with a nice big dick, and he’s absolutely eager to suck any cock that’s handy, especially if he thinks it will keep that same big throbbing prick out of his little ass).

But nobody wanted Hole’s mouth to be off limits, so we lowballed him and Hoover wound up winning Best Ass Slut… which was kind of ironic, since Mike picked the name our first weekend due to the fact that the kid he’d brought had loved to suck dick and had had a mouth on …

Adult Survivors Of Emotional Child Abuse The Invisible Scar

Punk was moaning into my mouth now and his tongue had started to come alive against mine once more; in six days, he’d also picked up quite a lot of kissing technique, as well, and although I knew his ass still hurt from my dick ramming in and out of it brutally, I also knew the sensations were starting to feel good to him, too.

I’m one of those guys with a very high natural libido; given the chance, I can fuck five or six times a day, and shoot pretty big loads every time I get off, too. You fuck a virgin kid of either gender two or three times, really hard, before you ever even say a word to them, and trust me, they’ll actually be grateful for a chance to suck your dick for you as an alternative to getting fucked again.

His yelling turned into one …