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For A Good Time…

Let’s get fucked up!!!

I am such a horny bitch. There’s nothing I won’t do to get off. I got completely smashed at a party last night, passed out, and didn’t even know my own name. Some guy had been hitting on me all night, and I was like…um, slip your dick in me.

You know that totally awkward moment when you wake up in bed with, like, two other people? Yeah, babe, it’s never bad for me. I get second helpings in the morning and shake my ass for that cock. It’s fucking awesome when another chick is there too. Party girl bitches have the best cunts–they’re soft & totally ripe for the plowing. 

It is so not a party until we forget our fucking names and can’t even stand up. When my blood content is 99% alcohol, I am willing to blow a tranny, fuck a dude’s dick upside down, and take it in the ass with three guys filming it. Gimme a strong drink, a hot wingman, and a nice set of heels, and I will throw you a party you won’t ever forget, baby.

Crosses To Bare

I can’t go to reform school. Think of all the poor, sex-craved adulterers with sinning hearts. They need my tight, round, perfect ass and dripping teenage cunny. I have to turn their evil thoughts away from sin. So I use my pert titties and toned, taut young body to help people in my community find Christ.

With a little gangbanging a whole lot of dick pleasing, I have become a Converting Cumdump. I take sticky, bulbous loads of thick white cum down my throat, up my ass, and inside of my dick-stuffed pussy. In return, my converts take communion and their souls are saved. So that’s why it spelled trouble when I heard Emily Sanders was gonna tell my parents that I’m a slut. NO! I’m not a slut stupid, annoying Emily.

So I had to do something about this. I’m not exactly proud of my actions, but it’s my cross to BARE, I suppose. And I bared Emily’s naked flesh to an entire gangbanging hord of nigga dick busters. They tore her apart from top to bottom. Pulled her strawberry blonde hair, kicked her in the gut, and stuffed her holes with BIG BLACK COCK cum. They impregnated her seven ways from Sunday, and then I walked away from that alley.

She hasn’t been to school for a few weeks and no one’s heard from her since. There was a story in the newspaper about her going missing, but I know nothing ’bout that. One lost soul is nothing compared to all of those that I will continue to save for penance!

TIT For Tat

Cute, fragile, tiny little babies are so cute, don’t you think so? They’re God’s little ones, that’s for sure. He holds the whole world in his hands…

But I hold those little babies’ HOLES in my hands. That’s because I’m the youth group leader at my local church, and tomorrow, I have a fucking game plan to enact.

Ya see, there’s a little issue with my current congregation. They’re turning to black-hearted ways that I simply don’t approve of. I’m going to have to salvage the little boys and girls before their parents can defile them.

I intend to do this by defiling them first! That’s right. Tomorrow I will get our heavenly Father behind the fucking crucifixion and suck his cock til his rocks explode in my mouth with all their delicious white, sticky glory. Then, while he’s distracted, my new boyfriend is gonna get those nosy little brats from Sunday School all piled up in the back of my van. We’ll drive them off into the sunset, have our fun…and they’ll never cum back.

Doctor shOPping Er

So last night I was lighting a joint and chilling out. Thinking about how tonight is youth group and all of that. I haven’t really been participating lately. That is such a sin. Thing is, I’ve been picking up some really dirty habits lately. I’m addicted to dope like the air I breathe. Thing is, I need a script for it. That’s right. Doctor’s orders. So I made an appointment today with my local family practicioner. When I walked through the door, people kept giving me weird looks in the reception room. I mean, what’s so weird about a red and white bikini made of plastic material? I mean, there are medical crosses on it and EVERYTHING! It’s like, totally Christian. Plus I have a cute hat and adorable boots to match! So I walk into the examination room, and this jealous (actual, legit, real-life) nurse gives me a dirty look. Envy is a sin! She’s just twisted up inside because I have a hot bod. Anyway, I’m sitting there waiting for the doctor, and when he comes in, he gives me a completely skeptical look. I just smile and tell him I have cancer and need a medical marijuana prescription. Yes, lying is also a sin, but it’s cancelled out by the fact that I am doing a good deed. I fully intend to share my dope with youth group tonight. That benefits the whole religious community of teenagers and also relieves their stress. He said he didn’t believe I had cancer, so I had to advance on him and pull my bikini top down. While he was distracted, I took advantage of his innocence by quickly pulling down his fly and shoving those khaki pants down past his butt. Those tighty-whities couldn’t conceal his erection beneath! I sucked that cock like a bitch in heat. I needed that seed to eat. I fingered his balls like Mary Magdalene before her redemption. I deep throated that dick like you’ve never seen before. I was a whore! And at the end, I got my prescription, adjusted my bikini top, and picked up my purse off the floor. Then I walked straight out that door without looking back. Doctor shopping at it’s best, everybody.

Follow the Leader

This summer, I have signed up to become a camp counselor at One Way Christian Faith Camp. I went to the orientation yesterday, and those little boys and girls were racing all around! I can’t wait to spread those underdeveloped legs and get those sweet spots. The best part about messing with young ones is the fact that they don’t really know what’s going on. It’s so fun to play with innocent people because I want to teach them how to use their bodies to feel wonderful. They always fight me at first, but I intend to pull them behind the boathouse and shove them down. Maybe I’ll gag those little ones with frayed rope so they can’t scream while I’m molesting them. This is going to be a great summer. I take my responsibility as a camp counselor very seriously–I am going to make sure I treat those tiny boys and girls with the fairness of a responsible adult. I’m not selfish. I’ll make sure to rub those little coochies and suck those tiny dickies openly to give the pleasure back!

Chocolate Chocolate Mmmm Mmmm

 

Sooo, I went to this party tonight, and they had weed brownies. Yep. You know the ones. Chocolate on the outside, and a wild surprise on the inside, baby. Lemme let you in on a little secret: the munchies make me crazy horny! These slutty legs spread instantly and my sweet and sour sauce drips down these thighs for your enjoyment. Please, cum take a seat underneath me while I ride your stiff stick of milk-filled sausage like a professional butt-fucking bitch. There’s nothing better than a slutty party girl who is down to fuck in any way you want, anywhere you want, for however long you want. I’d even say that we’re the life of the party. Drugs and sex go naturally together, just like peanut butter and jelly. So how about you unbuckle your pants and pull out your slim jim. I’ll spread my little debbie oatmeal pie, and we can make some snack shop magic while we’re fucking and getting high. I do love a nice joint to finish off the evening of weed brownies and crazy, wild party sex.

Party Time

 

Memorial Day weekend, I am taking cock like no one’s fucking business! The music is pumping all around me, I slither up to the nearest good looking piece of ass, and I am grinding against that guy like I’m trying to rip his skin apart and get inside of him. No one is more intense than me when it comes to party fucking. There isn’t a limit I won’t cross to get that nice hard dick out, inside of my mouth, and slicked up with spit until I’m ready to push his hot, sticky chest back against the couch. In front of EVERYONE I take that dude, stick my tongue in his mouth, climb onto his lap and gyrate against that sweet jean-clad body. I want to get him nice and turned on until he can’t take any more. There are so many crazy parties on Memorial Day weekend. Shit gets fucking real. You wouldn’t believe how much my eardrums hurt when I’m on that dance floor, lights blinding my eyes, the smell of salsa and chips invading my nostrils. The scent of wild tramping is heavy and thick in the air . . . and I want nothing more than to celebrate this great holiday by memorializing the important stuff in life. Heavy petting & special white powder.

Good Time Girl . . . For A Good Deal!

I believe everyone should be getting sex for a good deal. It’s the Christian way! When I go to sleep at night, most people would suspect my thoughts are laden with the shortcomings of this world = stigma against homosexual people and a general lack of slut fucking perverts. YOU ARE RIGHT, KIND SIR AND MADAME. I feel that it is my sacred duty to stand up for those who cannot speak for themselves. All of the Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) cashier boys. All of the lifeguards sitting by the pool this summer making just over minimum wage. I CARE ABOUT YOU. You are the ones who relieve my sexual need when I am waiting for my chicken wings without any panties. The cum is pooling down my thighs and dripping all over because it’s so naughty to go without undergarments, and it completely turns this chickadee right on! That’s why my girlfriend Audrey and I are so passionate about our site specials. Now it’s that much easier to save up for the dirtiest, nastiest phone sex session your mind can fathom! Please let us know how we can please you. Customer Service is our #1 priority here at WBMT LLC. That means, whether it’s a blowjob behind the counter of KFC or a nasty strip show before your very eyes–poolside, we have got you covered. Now all that’s left is uncovering our naked, wet, and ready bodies!

 

Heaven Help Me

 Lately I haven’t been going to church. I’ll admit it: I’m not exactly focused on my bible studies right now. I think this is because I’ve been so busy. You see, I have a new hobby–and its name is kink. Yes, I am no longer identifying as a vanilla sundae. I will now be mixing a big fat load of chocolate sprinkles in there. That’s on account of the fact that I have discovered my affinity for big black cock. I am kinkster of extremes here. Nothing is more appealing to me as of this moment than a huge fat black dick shoved up my holes! God. Black men are so appealing in lots of different ways. Interracial banging is such a blow to most people’s egos.

They just haven’t been blowing the right way, let me tell ya. Once you get a huge black whopper down your throat, it’s all you can do to keep yourself from swallowing that fuckstick. The meat gets so hot and throbbing in my mouth. I just keep pumping it in and out, in and out, and feeling that divine negro dickstick work its way down my hot wet throat hole. I love the feeling of that thing purifying me from the inside out. So rude and abrupt–black guys are the ultimate in aggression and fucking strength! I give the best blowjobs when I’m with a black guy.

They inspire me to do my best sucking, kissing, licking, lapping, and loving that big fat dick! When they blow their huge black load down my throat, it’s so HOT! I feel exactly like that girl, woman sorry . . . what’s her name? Oh yeah. Mary Magdalene, that prostitute or something. Except I am making a conscious effort to make this world a better place. More happy men = more praise, and that must get to our Lord our Savior eventually, right? Anyway, I’m off to go take a new whopper dong–extra dark chocolate please–

~~HotTeenieHillary~~

Good Little School Girl

I’m a clever little thing. Ya know why? I FINALLY GOT MR. COLLINS TO SLEEP WITH ME! Yes, I am not kidding you. All of my effort, bending over langoriously in class, flashing my cleavage not-so-subtley, and basically being an all-around skank inviting him to bang my brains out . . . well, it all paid off. In a big way. Like BAM! Yesterday I was in class, minding my own business and trailing my fingers across Mr. Collin’s desk seductively while waiting for him to get back from his lunch break, and all of a sudden I notice that there’s a nice red sharpie marker lying across his laptop. I snatched it in my hand, flipped up my school girl skirt, hopped on the edge of his desk, and proceeded to draw some very bright red arrows across my thighs, leading to the sweet spot. When he walked in the room, there was no mistaking what I wanted. Especially when I began to touch myself inappropriately and beg him to cum please me. Mr. Collins is my new favorite teacher once again. I never should’ve doubted the power of positive tinkering!