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Some minutes ago, I wanted to bring the garbage out but the bin wasn't there. So I just put my trash in the drive of my neighbours.
I might be a scumbag. Im 24 with a love for older women, fucked my friends moms since i graduated high school. Had 2 gfs ended up fucking their moms as well. Ive had many affairs with a lot of cougars and milfs. Was caught by my best friend with his mom at a party he hates me my guts since then but i still fuck his mom without hesitation.
An old granny with two full bags of stuff asked me if I could help her across the street.
I snubbed at her and told her that there's a crosswalk about 100 meters on the left.
Those old people think just because they are old, they ask for what they want.
I got in touch with a group of older male sadists, who lived as a modern-day version of the Victorian "Hellfire" Club, and negotiated with them, to keep me a prisoner, most of the time in a rubber-lined body-bag from the 70's I got at a Surplus Store.. I was in an underground dungeon, straight out of a Hammer Movie, and like I say, in the bag most of the time! What I wanted, and they were delighted to provide, was non-stop face-fucking through the small nylon zipper installed in the bag, across my mouth. What I couldn't swallow ended up in the bag with me, and before too long, I was 'marinating' in come, always being added to! I had about a quart in my stomach too! They shared me around, threatened me most fearfully with permanent occupation of my bag....I mean PERMANENT! Scared me more than it excited me, for once! I sloshed and slid around in the strong rubber, close to drowning in come! They loved to lift my feet up, so the entire contents submerged my head, and I was close to drowning! The original 'deal' was a week, but they "persuaded" me easily into a second week, then a third! One of them was a doctor, and told them that was enough, or he wouldn't be responsible for my continued health. So, I was untied, they all left, and I did too reluctantly. Never even saw any of them, wouldn't recognize them if I did, and I still dream about a return to those days, years later!
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