«This were no mere circumstance of a man swayed by a passing skirt, nor the the brief but incandescent burn of young love, not even the stone-sturdy foundation of a long and loving marriage between two friends.
No ***, he felt the burst of inspiration and spiritual ecstasy in his heart, his mind, his soul and finally understood what all the ancient religions spoke of. The race that inhabited Samarkand, now faded into myth and buried beneath both the sands of the desert and the sands of time itself. The Egyptians, also buried beneath the relentless ticking off the block, the Hndus and Muslims and Buddhists and Christians and Jews, who withstood the test of time, knowing that there was a common thread linking them all together.
A concept, a feeling, a state of mind, an absolute blending of body, mind and soul into complete and utter onenness and fulfillment.
Heaven, Nirvana, Samara, Valhalla, Ecstasy, uniting with the universe for an explosive moment that seems to last a lifetime; HE KNEW WHAT IT WAS TO KNOW GOD.
He FINALLY knew what it felt like, as he slapped her chubby little ass, as she squealed into the ball gag and her tight little bumhole tightened around his cock as it emptied his balls.
She collapsed onto the floor, gasping and spent, incapable of speech or even acknowledging his presence.
"I love a gorgeous little punk bitch, maybe I'll see you at the pub again sometime."
He left without bothering to untie her, or close the door behind him.
Sorry, if you got this far, I was bored and was gonna copypasta some romeo and juliet stanzas, then realised I hate that shit cause its boring and kinda depressing (and also kinda fuckin weird too, tbh).
Decided to waste y'alls time with some of my own bullshit.»
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«This were no mere circumstance of a man swayed by a passing skirt, nor the the brief but incandescent burn of young love, not even the stone-sturdy foundation of a long and loving marriage between two friends.
No ***, he felt the burst of inspiration and spiritual ecstasy in his heart, his mind, his soul and finally understood what all the ancient religions spoke of. The race that inhabited Samarkand, now faded into myth and buried beneath both the sands of the desert and the sands of time itself.
The Egyptians, also buried beneath the relentless ticking off the block, the Hndus and Muslims and Buddhists and Christians and Jews, who withstood the test of time, knowing that there was a common thread linking them all together.
A concept, a feeling, a state of mind, an absolute blending of body, mind and soul into complete and utter onenness and fulfillment.
Heaven, Nirvana, Samara, Valhalla, Ecstasy, uniting with the universe for an explosive moment that seems to last a lifetime;
HE KNEW WHAT IT WAS TO KNOW GOD.
He FINALLY knew what it felt like, as he slapped her chubby little ass, as she squealed into the ball gag and her tight little bumhole tightened around his cock as it emptied his balls.
She collapsed onto the floor, gasping and spent, incapable of speech or even acknowledging his presence.
"I love a gorgeous little punk bitch, maybe I'll see you at the pub again sometime."
He left without bothering to untie her, or close the door behind him.
Sorry, if you got this far, I was bored and was gonna copypasta some romeo and juliet stanzas, then realised I hate that shit cause its boring and kinda depressing (and also kinda fuckin weird too, tbh).
Decided to waste y'alls time with some of my own bullshit.»