The Prince of Party Justin Poole

I often find myself 

laying on the floor

surrounded by friends 

I made just the night before

Dripping and drowning in the pursuit of release 

we destroy ourselves to feel some relief 

We kill ourselves to taste of death

drinking from the cursed chalice the blood of Gods

Slowly 

Slipping

Away

With syringes hanging 

from our arms

And the record skips over and over

but no one makes a move to fix the needle 

Consumed 

We are

So excited to destroy

I’d be willing to bet that Jeff Dunham and Nascar have a lot of crossover appeal.

The bow that holds your hair perfectly in place as it sweeps across your porcelain face
The dimple in your cheek that only appears when you part your lovely lips.
The tiny cleft in your chin, where beauty was once split
Your slender neck, so graceful, so inviting.
Long elegant arms that open to me and offer love.
Your stomach and back, oh god your stomach and back. Such lust is driven.
The curve of your thighs, the swing of your hips.
Your delicate ankles and your precious feet.
Every last inch of you drives men wild with desire.
I ask not for your love, I could never be worthy
I ask only for your time.
Let me shower you with praise and devotion.

I lead you by the hand into the bedroom and close the door behind us.  I turn you around and undo my tie from around my neck, before you have time to react I have your hands tied tight behind you.  As I cinch it even tighter you let out a moan of surprise, I kiss you on the back of the neck and push you down over the bed.

I run my hands up and down the smooth, soft, warm skin on your back.  My lips follow the trail I just made, down your spine to just above your ass, I kiss, lick and nibble my way back up to your neck.  I wrap my arms around you, I feel your large firm breasts in my hands, I roll your nipples between my fingers as my teeth sink into your shoulder.  You groan with desire. 

I turn you over and kiss your lips, then drag my lips down your neck to your collarbone, I bite gently, you squirm but you cant do much with your hands tied behind you.  I take one nipple in my mouth and suck gently, swirling my tongue around it.  I kiss down your chest to your stomach and stop just above your dripping wet pussy.  You lift your head and look down at me, your eyes are pleading, you lift your hips towards my face, I breathe in deep, I can smell how turned on your are.  My lips inch closer and closer, I stop.  I kiss my way back to your neck. 

I pull out my pulsing hard cock and your eyes grow wide with desire.  I rub it across your lips, you open your mouth and flick out your tongue, desperate to taste my heat.  I pull back and rub my cock down your tits, across your stomach and stop just before your pussy.

I slide the tip of my dick up and down your hot wet pussy, you push towards me, begging to feel me inside of you.  I slip the tip inside of you, you moan loudly, I pull it out.  Your eyes tell me you need it.  I push my cock back into your mouth, you taste yourself on me, it turns you on even more.  You suck my cock deeper into your mouth.

You bad girl, Im the one deciding how this goes.

I pull it out and slap it across your face, you look at me in shock.

I grab your neck and shove my cock back into your mouth, all the way down your throat, my balls press against your lips as I give you all I have.  You take it like a good girl and keep coming back for more.

I pull out and drag my cock, dripping with your spit, back down to your pussy and slam it inside of you.  You sit up fast and scream out my name.  I push you back down on the bed and keep fucking you.  You scream my name over and over as your body heaves and convulses.  You cum quickly, all the teasing must have been just what you needed.

I pull you to your feet and push you down to your knees, you lean forward, mouth open, eyes on my cock.  I stop you and tell you to stay where you are.  You look up at me and we lock eyes.

I reach down and stroke my hard thick cock, slowly at first, slow and strong, working up momentum.

You look up at me and beg for my cum

I moan out your name as I feel myself start to explode all over your face.

You thank me when I help you to your feet and slap you on the ass

telling you to meet me in the shower for round two

To stop betraying my pen

and I wish I could train my heart

to stop tricking my brain.

I wish I could have a wish

come true

I wish that I could wish for you

For Satan loved God so much that he was jealous of man.  Here was this new creation given freedoms and gifts that the angels never received despite their unfathomable love and devotion to God.

So it was that Satan created religions to drive men apart and set them against each other. 

By creating hatred amongst men Satan ruined Gods perfect creation.

Because hating your fellow man for any reason whatsoever is to hate God.