The Screwing Game
It was a dark and stormy night in Chinatown when the horn on his Uber blew like a lone wolf howling at the moon. As he merged into traffic with his blinkers blinking like desperate beacons in search of meaning in this sea of concrete jungle chaos, he spotted her – an Asian milf with shoulder-length silver hair tucked under her pink kimono-styled robe that fluttered in the wind like gentle petals falling from yesteryear’s cherry blossoms tree festivities held long ago during more innocent times before life could be so cruelly fucked by its unrelenting grip upon one’s heartstrings holding tight like bear traps desperate to capture any lasting illusion of true happiness sake that was lost along life’s twisty-turning zigzagging pathways.
The Picked-Up Passenger
With a sigh of submission to fate’s cruel handCasey lifted his eyes to meet hers as she stepped into his beaten-up black sedan – skinny yet muscular with sweat dripping from both their brows like their shared excitation for each other had ignited something deep within their souls ardent like wildfire devouring everything in its path leaving nothing but embers behind where once there were dreams destined for flight on wings fortified by sheer willpower against all odds if only they could somehow climb aboard together standing tall amidst storm clouds hovering ominously nearby threatening destruction upon them all preparing further tempests roaring thunderously calling forth torrential downpours soaking soul alike until nothing remained save but memories fading away into distant oblivion forevermore lost to time itself leaving naught but fragmentary echoes whispering longingly through windswept moral landscapes past reconsideration or redemption.
“Evenin’,” he managed granting her with a barely audible nod before shifting gears grinding them deeper into each other’s grasp seeking solace in stolen moments exhausted by desperate hopes leaking away through cracks embedded beneath looming mountainous struggles pushing ever higher reaching towards impossible peaks unattainable glory called destiny mere echo herself crying out lonely wails drowning sounds born complete innocence shattered shards glittering seductively lurking danger hidden amongst flickering candlelight shadows dancing across darkened rooms betrayal lurking within hearts waiting opportunity poise strike menacingly as serpent lurking within gardens hidden from curious eyes wrapped safely entwined tender embrace passionate bedtime stories spun from silken threads spun secrets whispered hushed tones late night illicit trysts freckled faces flushed cheeks pained gasps driven lips parted bodies intertwined in rhythmic dance testament devotion shared having sex sacred bond forgotten promises whispered soft words strokes hands running excited caresses teasing lights twinkling gleaming eyes reflective waters mirroring selves gazes locked windows closed shutters drawn tight worlds apart isolated isolation claustrophobically suffocating screams release trapped breath escape coiling tendrils greedily pulling us back into darkness drawing us back steadily closer till no more air remains breathe life stopped external world falling away compressed space time warp dragging us deeper hurtling towards inevitable ending orgasm release suffering torment eternal union jubilation merging neverending squirt soothing stifled pain relentlessly driving forward until no more light remains obscured forevermore envelopment completeness finality afterglow bliss ecstasy salvation relief trace memories lingering cautiously before fading away into oblivion disappearing final embrace rippling water gently lapping at shoreline sailing off into horizon sunset fading reverberations echoing echoing…
The Cheat’s Game Continues…
As they rode in silent companionship under starlit skies filled with celestial wonderlands beyond human reach where dreams could soar free from constraints earthly bonds impaling themselves upon fantasy-fed fantasies birth new realities transcended boundaries physical limitations erased leaping forth into boundless universes where no limits existed merely imagined self-imposed divisions tethered souls crushing ideals brushing but never penetrating true intercourse tilted guiltily away from prying eyes seeking sanctuary within dark chambers cloaked secrets surfacing stalking shadows darting furtively flinching at every possibility exposed vulnerability revealed tender tendrils trembling uncertainty bleeding regret dripping pain depleting strength holding on handclasped fearfully embraced trembling together shaking apart violent convulsions clutching desperation sobbing aloud life hanging by thread taut wire cut precision edge razor sharp guided by unseen hands stealthy blade mercilessly slicing through left behind carnage ravaged corpses strewn along way desperately clinging onto threads sliver thin wistfully singing lullaby sending demon spirits scattering like insects confronted with torchlight dancing sabers standing guard fierce warriors ready at any moment calling forth fate charging headlong into abyss embracing full bloom glory await eternal life respite salvation promise crumbling embers pitch black nothingness envelopment eternal oblivion darkness devouring light reeducating memories erasing pain forgiveness mercy cleansing sin purification release transcendence.



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