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Today was no good.
| Posted on Sep 2, 2010 | Comments (0) | Views: ()
My son added a friends daughter who i do not talk to much or hang out with. She lives 45 minutes from me and has a pretty tough life. I have seen her a few times and we have talked and hung out. She apparently posts stuff one her facebook that upsets my son's adopted mother. Who i just found out, apparently logs onto Facebook under his name to see who talks to him. I have spoken to him and i thought it was him, and it was her. She did not tell me she was him, she acted like him......I thought this was really sick, and i was upset and I told my son this is crazy and he yelled at her which has now caused more problems. What am i going to do to my son? When i love him more then anything in the world? Why would i ever hurt him? I need help. I need a great deal of help because she is killing us, and IDK how to fix this. I need help now.
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Lust Befallen
| Posted on Aug 26, 2010 | Comments (1) | Views: ()
Her wine glass, delectable I drink from it Savoring it, like the sun savors the day But the sun is the day They are one Like bodies tangled Creating an entity With the tip of my dick And the lips of her pussy Lips she doesn’t lick to moisten I take care of that Drinking from her fountain Quenching my thirst for everlasting life An eternal love Drenched in eternal lust Cleavage or bust A mouthful I must Devouring Like my appetite calls for it Whether apples or watermelons My taste buds react the same While at the tip of my dick Oozing goodness, to put out her flame Thunder thighs parting Deserted back arching Knocking over the sands of time Living in the moment As blunt as saying my dick inside her pussy As poetic as regarding the act as Reaching into the cookie jar for her cookies Crumbs wetting my lips, fresh baked goods But nothing compares to the scent of her nookie Let the fuck fest commence Fuck her brains out, losing sense Passion Like two lovebirds dancin She’s begging For a spare change of position Now she’s on top The sweat from this Queen Makes her body glisten Just listen ………. Did you hear that? ………. That’s the sound of love being made With lust as the chef Riding hard Mixing her own bowl Batter up? No, it slides down my pole Taking my bat, from the back Wanting to knock one out the yard Knocking her forward She moves toward While I feel like I’m hittin it from afar She’s a work of art Face distorted with desire But all the cum in my water hose Wouldn’t be enough to put out our fire It just takes us higher Ascending Then descending hard Crashing down Explosion Her legs shaking Came so hard The room quaking While our genitals are thanking Each other For a tremendous fuck Nipple biting, hair pulling, ass slapping Lust. © 2010 NATE CARTER.
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Sunrise
| Posted on Jul 28, 2010 | Comments (1) | Views: ()
i love the morning, it is the best part of the day, i can't wait to get back into a routine when i am waking up and greeting the sun again.
ShareA story about Christopher and Rachael
| Posted on Jul 22, 2010 | Comments (1) | Views: ()
Rachael is a 33 year old female Christopher is a 14 year old male Rachael is Christopher's birth mother. Rachael became very ill both mentally and physically and did not want to watch her son fell bad as she fell apart over numerous problems. Rachael met a man and through the man met his parents. Rachael thought very long and very hard about how she could help her son so he would be happy in life and not hurt. She felt as though a family that could buy him what he wanted would be better then a life of poverty and unknown. Rachael made the choice to give Christopher up for adoption out of love. Many years later, Christopher is not happy about this, but it is what it is, and they both try to continue some sort of relationship even though lots of garbage was dumped on them by many people. The end.
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i hate glass houses
| Posted on Jul 14, 2010 | Comments (1) | Views: ()
because everyone on the outside is holding a rock waiting for the owner to turn their back.
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