I mean who even wants to study theology? It's like the culty armpit of literature. I see originality isn't your forte, or maybe you're just inspired by your theologist experience in the evolution of religion and are trying to apply the same concept to your YTMNDs, which seem to focus on old memes.
i wake up the next day on the street in the middle of a rainy london morning, lifting myself i wonder how i got here, i remember being in nouvion the night before but the whole experience was so surreal i'm not even sure what happend
i come, i seem to never stop, i hold her closer to me, pressing her breasts against me, i stay this way for a while then i relieve the pressure and fall asleep on top of her, still inside her
the feeling in unbelievable, i feel i'm abou to come after only a minute. yet i can't wait, i just want to keep on doing it, the woman grabs me firmly as she screams louder and more passionately, i seem to be hurting her but i don't care she doesn't appear to either
i surrender immediately, i take off my shirt then my pants while trying to walk to her, like a mosquito to the light, i jump onto to the bed, without hesitation i thrust myself into her, she let's out a scream that turns into a moan when i keep thrusting it into her, harder and harder, faster and faster
she looks at me with a confident gaze like i'm her puppet, she's right, she starts touching her right breast and clearingthe petals in front of her. her eyes never abandon my sight except to look at the bulge of my pants once then back at my eyes
i open the pink door that leads to the room and am bewildered by the sight before me, on the queen sized bed is the woman, naked and sprawled on the bed, rose petals cover the entire bed and her vagina, i take one step forward
i'm completely dazed that i even forgot what i was doing before i entered this house, i instintively take off my jacket and stare for a while at the alcove right before the room before deciding to calmly walk towards it
'what's going on? 'she sits on me facing me, grinding her *ss into my legs and her brasts to my chest, it hurts a little because i'm getting excited, she notices it too and smiles, gets up and signals me to follow her into her room
'she finally realizes it's no use and gives up but then says 'oh! another stain 'where? !! she starts carressing my manlihood through my wet trousers 'oh! 'she covers my mouth and prevents me from talking while looking straight at me with those sensual halfshut black panther eyes
she says 'oh, you've got some coco on your shirt, let me get something to wipe it off. wipe it off? what the hell, my clothes are already wet what's her idea, i don't even know anything about this woman, she can't be more than 25 years old, is she married or something to live in this huge house? before i can even start to conjure up the answers she sits next to me and starts wiping the stain, even though the shirt is completely wet
i drink my coco to try and calm down but it's really hot and i burn my tongue, i cough only to find the woman stting across prom me in black lingerie saying 'are you alright?
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