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Sometimes on your lips, sometimes your neck I nibble your ear and you can feel my breath in your ear But mostly you just feel hotter and hotter. Like the pressure in a damn building up I turn you around and push you forwards. Waiting to see what I do next You feel overpowered by my masculine presence. You completely lose track of time It is like an endless circle of feeling me pushing into you, then out again Then you realise I’m pushing harder and faster I’m going to finish. wish at this very moment we could do it in reality.. It’ll be like this but 10x better So, I’m fucking you really hard again I’m looking deep into your eyes more now. I want you to feel the force of my character too At first you can’t hold my eye contact.
then I feel all of the pressure building up, and I know I am about to come I pull out, holding my cock near your face You know what’s next. You open your mouth, try to bend your head forwards to get my cock inside you again underneath me I can feel your body squirming, trying to get something from me then I come I splash it over your face Some of it goes into your mouth, some on your cheek, a little bit on your forehead For you, it feels hot and exciting. Not talking, just comfortable the end 😉 Her: what do you feel? I've been given a fair amount of Ibuprofen, but this headache seems permanent. I absolutely must get this written down at all costs. Here is my story: About four nights ago, I went upstairs to the loft and took my old schoolbooks to the burning pile. But when I opened the case, the disc inside lacked any kind of artistic illustrations, instead just a bland, white colour with some text written on it in black marker pen. I wasn't exactly pleased when I learned it wasn't a game, but since someone had actually went through the effort of making a CHATROOM disc, rather than the vast chatrooms available on the internet, I concluded it would be somehow different. Having kicked the worthless books down the attic ladder, I inserted the disc inside my old laptop. There was only so much I could take in from the doctor's words in the opposite patient room, since I have a bloody massive headache. Since I absolutely loved computers at the time, I was interested in giving it a go on my Dell. Even as I type I still worry that the face will appear once again and scare the shit out of me. My eyes have grown dark purple circles around them, because I have literally not slept at all since the incident. A person by the name of DARWYN CLARKE replied "Good Afternoon." There was no possible way that this person was real, it seemed like I was the only possessor of this CHATROOM disc. I'd only lived in my current house for 6 years, but I had never encountered that red box in my entire life. Clarke replied, "No, it seems rather miserable today." I was taken aback. " I didn't care if the bot got offended, it would have to give me an answer eventually. I was born in 1867, and grew up with two sisters, whom I hated." Okay, right, whoever programmed this was clearly having a laugh. You'd better watch out, they also have a fetish for CD-ROMS! Clarke replied, "Well, although I may appear to be a CD-ROM, I was actually a human myself. "You are an only child, David." What the actual fuck?
Then I realized it was one of those Chatbots; a software designed to stimulate an intelligent conversation with whoever talks to it. I suppose the houses' previous owners must have owned it. The weather was, more or less, exactly how he put it. I typed back, laughing hysterically as I wrote, "Well I was born in 2098, with two identical twin brothers who are also aliens from the planet Boogaloo. I was seriously getting creeped out now, so I typed in "What the fuck are you?
Like there’s all these people around me drinking coffee and they have no idea what we’ve been doing Her: 😀 Me: And I really want you here next to me right now I want to do it for real Her: so do I, but not in Starbucks 🙂 Me: true…. It also includes the world’s best advice on what to do on a first date, and how to progress a girl to sex once you are along with her.