By the way the girl’s in the avi, her boobs are just TOO small to be mine.
And her hands… I mean have you seen her hands?? They can crush a pair of balls without mercy.
Ehehehe…
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Thanks for clearing that up because I was just about to comment on how smokin your body is in the avitar. Oh well, I still think your body is smokin, but you already know that. Didn’t remember your tits are even bigger than that though. Those look pretty big.
Do you know when you laugh like that you sound just like the Wicked Witch of the West?[/quote]
Ha!
I was being sarcastic. You didn’t get that? Of course I can crush balls! Hahaha! ( and how do I sound like when I laugh like this?)
I’m having a second tits op soon – first was reduction, second will be total removal.
[quote]Derek542 wrote:
No reason why your daughter cant be your wing man. Shit adult women love to see an involved father. When I was divorced with my two kids I would take them to chuckie cheese and take my nursing books to study. Had no problems. [/quote]
The days of taking my daughter to Chucky Cheeses has long passed. [/quote]
I figured that, that was an example, she is 12, my youngest is 16 and oldest turns 21 tomorrow.
Barnes and Noble, take her to get a mani/pedi, take her to the mall, there are tons of things that you can do with your daughter and be exposed to adult women. Plus you have an opening line with your daughter being around.
This is not rocket science RV. [/quote]
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You can’t take 12 year olds to the kinds of places to meet the specific kinds of women we are into. Try showing up at a rave with a kid wearing a bookbag…
If RV was going after the average chick then yea a mall or bookstore would work…its a different game we play.
I think RV needs a babysitter and the hook up to the nightside scene in his area.[/quote]
20 year old brain dead vapid sluts yes then the 12 year old is not a good wing man
30 year old horny women with more intelligence than the above then yes the 12 year old can be wing man[/quote]
Why dont you leave one night of the week for yourself, lets say Friday night. You will dedicate that night to your social life. On Friday night you may go out to bars, shows, date girls from internet websites etc, hang out at places where other vampires hang out etc etc.
You cant tell me that your so busy working, lifting and eating that you cant spare one night of the week for a little “vampire time”?
Uncle Bird
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Very good suggestion. Unfortunately, there aren’t any of those places around here. Not that I’m aware of.[/quote]
I bet she sound so sweet gasping for air…wonder what color her eyes are. Tears and moonlight would polish them like diamonds[/quote]
That’s all you’ll do to me? Chocking me? Pfff!
Seriously, Rock. I’m disappoint.
How about I make you my bitch, eh? I so wanna do nasty things to you…
I got myself a pretty cool set of straight edge razors the other day… no worries, I never cut deep… my hands are as steady as a pointing hard-rock cock at the entrance of an extremely wet pussy eager to be punished with extreme prejudice…
I bet she sound so sweet gasping for air…wonder what color her eyes are. Tears and moonlight would polish them like diamonds[/quote]
That’s all you’ll do to me? Chocking me? Pfff!
Seriously, Rock. I’m disappoint.
How about I make you my bitch, eh? I so wanna do nasty things to you…
I got myself a pretty cool set of straight edge razors the other day… no worries, I never cut deep… my hands are as steady as a pointing hard-rock cock at the entrance of an extremely wet pussy eager to be punished with extreme prejudice…
Lol, what a crap analogy…[/quote]
Choking would be the close to a long and drawn out stalking foreplay for my pretty little girl.
Id slam you on a gravel and glass shard covered road and watch your lovely head bounce off the pavement. Your pants ripped off and legs pineed tight to my body…feet over my shoulders…fucking you as your back is shredded from the glass and rock your shirtless back rests on.
Choking would be the close to a long and drawn out stalking foreplay for my pretty little girl.
Id slam you on a gravel and glass shard covered road and watch your lovely head bounce off the pavement. Your pants ripped off and legs pineed tight to my body…feet over my shoulders…fucking you as your back is shredded from the glass and rock your shirtless back rests on.[/quote]
You’re so sick.
But not sick enough. All what you wrote hardly made me wet. I just felt a lil’ bit warm that’s all.
Choking would be the close to a long and drawn out stalking foreplay for my pretty little girl.
Id slam you on a gravel and glass shard covered road and watch your lovely head bounce off the pavement. Your pants ripped off and legs pineed tight to my body…feet over my shoulders…fucking you as your back is shredded from the glass and rock your shirtless back rests on.[/quote]
You’re so sick.
But not sick enough. All what you wrote hardly made me wet. I just felt a lil’ bit warm that’s all.
Your cock better be long, motherfucker. [/quote]
Sweet child…
Cold glass digging in your flesh doesn’t excite you?
Good. This little torture game isn’t meant for your enjoyment.
Dragging you through the road by chains I’ve tied around your breasts to my isolated motel room…you’ll learn what sickness actually means.
You’ll be suspended from the ceiling by ragged dead snakes…your feet above a footbath of nails and seat salt…
I will wait for you to fall before we start playing
Choking would be the close to a long and drawn out stalking foreplay for my pretty little girl.
Id slam you on a gravel and glass shard covered road and watch your lovely head bounce off the pavement. Your pants ripped off and legs pineed tight to my body…feet over my shoulders…fucking you as your back is shredded from the glass and rock your shirtless back rests on.[/quote]
You’re so sick.
But not sick enough. All what you wrote hardly made me wet. I just felt a lil’ bit warm that’s all.
Your cock better be long, motherfucker. [/quote]
Sweet child…
Cold glass digging in your flesh doesn’t excite you?
Good. This little torture game isn’t meant for your enjoyment.
Dragging you through the road by chains I’ve tied around your breasts to my isolated motel room…you’ll learn what sickness actually means.
You’ll be suspended from the ceiling by ragged dead snakes…your feet above a footbath of nails and seat salt…
I will wait for you to fall before we start playing
Choking would be the close to a long and drawn out stalking foreplay for my pretty little girl.
Id slam you on a gravel and glass shard covered road and watch your lovely head bounce off the pavement. Your pants ripped off and legs pineed tight to my body…feet over my shoulders…fucking you as your back is shredded from the glass and rock your shirtless back rests on.[/quote]
You’re so sick.
But not sick enough. All what you wrote hardly made me wet. I just felt a lil’ bit warm that’s all.
Your cock better be long, motherfucker. [/quote]
Sweet child…
Cold glass digging in your flesh doesn’t excite you?
Good. This little torture game isn’t meant for your enjoyment.
Dragging you through the road by chains I’ve tied around your breasts to my isolated motel room…you’ll learn what sickness actually means.
You’ll be suspended from the ceiling by ragged dead snakes…your feet above a footbath of nails and seat salt…
I will wait for you to fall before we start playing
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Isn’t this when Taylor Lautner enters?
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LOL
Choking would be the close to a long and drawn out stalking foreplay for my pretty little girl.
Id slam you on a gravel and glass shard covered road and watch your lovely head bounce off the pavement. Your pants ripped off and legs pineed tight to my body…feet over my shoulders…fucking you as your back is shredded from the glass and rock your shirtless back rests on.[/quote]
You’re so sick.
But not sick enough. All what you wrote hardly made me wet. I just felt a lil’ bit warm that’s all.
Your cock better be long, motherfucker. [/quote]
Sweet child…
Cold glass digging in your flesh doesn’t excite you?
Good. This little torture game isn’t meant for your enjoyment.
Dragging you through the road by chains I’ve tied around your breasts to my isolated motel room…you’ll learn what sickness actually means.
You’ll be suspended from the ceiling by ragged dead snakes…your feet above a footbath of nails and seat salt…
I will wait for you to fall before we start playing