eat it, don't fuck it.
It’s hard to conceive what kind of perverts are there in this neighbourhood, they are aggressive, pessimistic towards life, fully loaded with repressive energy, repressed brains, repressed guts, they need a touch of wild life, (more they need is a touch of a woman, a gentle would do a great deal for these disturbed souls) often there are those intelligent perverts who masturbated once in a week or weak perverts who did it twice in a day, some extreme muscle guys who did it 4 times a day still feeling to do it again and again until they choked to death, and those who dared to visit a prostitute did go, but there are those who can’t be satisfied with masturbation and they don’t dare to visit a prostitute, their houses were full of female flesh showing bosoms and at nights the creaking beds, they were hungry preys of sex, loaded pistols waiting for chance, if they got a woman they were afraid of them and didn’t dare to touch them, they weren’t any psychos but rather full of compassion but all they needed was a woman who could understand them, who could listen to their deepest secrets but they failed to listen to these perverts and rather they ignored such men. Here was a pervert who was bored of masturbating and craved for a perfect fuck or a perfect stimulating device. Alas he thought whoever makes the artificial pussy perfectly would be the new hero, humanities fire, the perverts god, the dope for the deadly soulless soul, but he didn’t think of ladies who thrived for happiness of female kind, the kind of their own who fucked each other but not the opposite. He didn’t liked ladies, he had a complete insight on lady and a woman, he knew that woman is the one who would rescue him, having a soul she would know what his soul would Need, but a lady, he had seen many, he jacked off to many tits and ass and cunt flaps rubbing each other and it was hard that they demanded money, maybe a prostitute might have a soul but not the lady, a good mannered well behaving lady. He was sure that they disliked him and made a resolution not to waste anytime on them. But he needed a cunt, he couldn’t find a cunt with no face or no mouth, it’s hard to find a silent lady, but he needed a silent one, obeying, listening, so he thought about a doll but where would he keep it. So he was thinking to buy a pocket pussy and realized that they were banned……. “But for what,” he thought as he was full of hatred for the man who made it ban, so there was a thought which he made a resolution of doing it at any cost, that he would buy a whole wheat multigrain bread, and a condom, and to fuck that piece, so he was waiting for everyone to leave the house, and they left, he bought a condom and bread and opened it, ate one piece and he found butter and he ate it with that butter, and made a hole in between two inches wide and six inches deep, he oiled that bread to penetrate it smoothly and he fucked that piece of bread, yeah, it worked, made some moments, forth and back, and then he came. Ah, what a stimulation it has given me, thank you whole wheat multigrain bread, you are more valuable than a piece of ass, one can eat you and quench the hunger of mind. So he was, a pervert, an innocent little bastard fucking a piece of whole wheat multigrain bread. And you my dear little buddy, don’t waste the food. EAT IT, DON’T FUCK IT.
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