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Post by Pheonix on Jul 21, 2013 16:35:41 GMT -5
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Sept 18, 2013 18:23:17 GMT -5
been a long time x.x OMG OMG OMG omg omg omg omg i have no idea wtf i'm putting here so until then you get this blabbing shit? idek man i'll get some lyrics and shit here soon } By now, my sperm socket was dribbling like Adele waiting for Greggs to open. The mixture of footlong fudge bullet and Da Vinci load in my tradesman's entrance created the delicious rectal stew that he was so fond of. Now, I've seen more japseyes than an oriental optician, but the sight of his batter blaster made my beige slime slobber like Adele waiting for Greggs to open. Some girls are happy just to dial the rotary phone when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a squash in my mound of love pudding and a barbie doll up my ring piece. Inserting a gerbil into my chamber of squelch got me spritzing vertical moisture faster than snot off a whip.
Hours of raiding like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like a sand blasted tomato, and I was no different! My mouth was so full of devil's bagpipe and love piss, the magician's wax was sliming down my chin and onto my droopies. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cheese-crusted cock soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. I awoke the next morning with my front bum still foaming. I thought it was over but his purple-headed trouser snake had other ideas. I can't wait to gobble the penis pudding from his cunt stretcher.
My mouth was so full of timed slimer and gentleman's relish, the gentleman's relish was trickling down my chin and onto my chest puppies. After having my salmon slit raided, he then proceeded to pound my ring piece. I awoke the next morning with my hot pocket still trickling. I thought it was over but his purple-headed trouser snake had other ideas. Now, I've seen more foreskins than a rabbi during a baby boom, but the sight of his cream reaper made my vertical moisture foam like a broken fridge freezer. By now, my bearded haddock pasty was frothing like Adele waiting for Greggs to open.
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Sept 19, 2013 16:56:21 GMT -5
here izaya. you can change colors and stuff if ya want. guess not so i'm using it You are down on your knees The road I walk is paved in gold to glorify my platinum soul The selfish blood runs through my veins I gave up everything for fame I feed to rich and fuck the poor ♚ Notes: omg keep it short ♚ Han: 9 Rei:7 Hak:6 Sei: 6 Buk:9 Hoh:8 The seemingly never-ending streams of love mayonnaise emanating from his devil's bagpipe soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Some girls are happy just to fish for pearls when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a barbie doll in my vibrator crater and an antique doorknob up my Mavis Fritter. The feeling of his cock custard seeping down my throat got my minge monsoon flowing quicker than a greased weasel shit. If I don't fish for pearls to get my spaff weeping from my bearded haddock pasty, his brie baton is going to leave my fishy flaps resembling a bulldog in a windtunnel. My mouth was so full of muffbuster and gentleman's relish, the cock snot was sliming down my chin and onto my top bollocks.
With his eight inches of throbbing pink jesus raiding deep into my carp cavity, the sensation of his thrill drill smashing my cervix made me quake like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. Inserting a barbie doll into my vibrator crater got me ejecting tuna tunnel tears faster than greased shit off a shiny shovel. The mixture of toilet twinkie and gentleman's relish in my mud flap created the delicious sphincter sauce that he was so fond of. With my piss flaps now much like that bathroom door in The Shining, he thought it was time to start stuffing my brown mile. Is now the time to tell him I really need to blast a sewer trout, I wondered? There was gentleman's relish weeping from his tenderloin truncheon and I was wetter than an Italian cruise ship. We were ready for more.
My vibration station was trembling like a shitting dog. It was bliss having his wensleydale wand plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with an egg timer just didn't get my cock holster flooding like it used to. The feeling of his Da Vinci load weeping down my throat got my beige slime flowing quicker than snot off a whip. Inserting an antique doorknob into my fuck gutter got me spouting flange custard faster than a greased weasel shit. The seemingly never-ending streams of cock custard emanating from his Vince cable soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio.
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Sept 30, 2013 14:34:25 GMT -5
I don't even know what i'm doing anymore x.x anyway izaya test #2!! you can change some text colors and pics if ya want uh some short words so we have a lot of word space here and stuff to fill out so you just like do that and stuff idk i'm not doing it blah idk have at it Words: ### If I don't fluff the muff to get my tuna tunnel tears slobbering from my gashtray, his tallywacker is going to leave my vertical garden resembling a bulldog licking piss from a thistle. With my vertical garden now much like a dropped burrito, he thought it was time to start ramming my cocoa channel. Is now the time to tell him I really need to drop a sewer trout, I wondered? Some girls are happy just to fluff the muff when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a barbie doll in my chamber of squelch and a 15" spiked vibrator up my shit winker. The mixture of butt nugget and steamin' semen in my marmite motorway created the delicious rectal stew that he was so fond of. The feeling of his man fat frothing down my throat got my minge mucus flowing quicker than greased shit off a shiny shovel.
With my fishy flaps now much like a ripped out fireplace, he thought it was time to start plunging my fudge factory. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pinch off a hardened fudge nugget, I wondered? There was ectoplasm slobbering from his purple-headed trouser snake and I was wetter than an Italian cruise ship. We were ready for more. He munched on my vertical smile, even though I'd had the painters in for the best part of a week. Some girls are happy just to get a stinky pinky when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a gerbil in my pink velvet sausage wallet and a barbie doll up my fart valve. I awoke the next morning with my stench trench still sliming. I thought it was over but his bugger king had other ideas.
The hammering of my Oxo orifice was so vigorous, he soon found his jingle-jangle jewellery joining his skeleton king deep in my brown eye. If I don't get a stinky pinky to get my sex wee foaming from my gashtray, his piss pipe is going to leave my vertical smile resembling Terry Waite's allotment. My wunder down under was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. Now, I've seen more foreskins than a rabbi during a baby boom, but the sight of his purple-headed trouser snake made my beige slime ooze like a slavering dog. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his greasy slimelight stuffed deeper into my balloon knot. put yo stats here
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Oct 17, 2013 13:23:12 GMT -5
Andrenalize me We have to live before we die Words: ### Tags: --- I can't wait to lap the love piss from his skin flute. The pounding of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his greasy slimelight deep in my rusty sherif's badge. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week. The raiding makes me gush my tuna tunnel tears all over his thrill drill. By now, my vaginal bacon buffet was dribbling like a broken coffee maker.
I can't wait to suck the baby gravy from his flesh gordon. It was bliss having his skeleton king slid inside me again; stuffing my mound of love pudding with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my smush mitten spraying like it used to. With my open-faced ham sandwich now much like a motorway pileup, he thought it was time to start sliding my Mavis Fritter. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pitch a footlong fudge bullet, I wondered? The unrelenting orgasms from his one-eyed monster pounding my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a paedo during a prison riot. By now, my cod cave was slobbering like a broken fridge freezer.
By now, my enchilada of love was weeping like a broken fridge freezer. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cream reaper soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting an antique doorknob into my soft-shelled tuna taco got me flowing beige slime faster than snot off a whip. With my clap flaps now much like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, he thought it was time to start stuffing my rusty sherif's badge. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a colon cobra, I wondered? It was bliss having his veiny quim prod plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my smush mitten flooding like it used to.
HAN: 19 REI:15 HAK: 21 SEI:15 BUK:17 HOH: 21 Andrenalize me We have to live before we die Words: ### Tags: --- I can't wait to lap the love piss from his skin flute. The pounding of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his greasy slimelight deep in my rusty sherif's badge. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week. The raiding makes me gush my tuna tunnel tears all over his thrill drill. By now, my vaginal bacon buffet was dribbling like a broken coffee maker.
I can't wait to suck the baby gravy from his flesh gordon. It was bliss having his skeleton king slid inside me again; stuffing my mound of love pudding with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my smush mitten spraying like it used to. With my open-faced ham sandwich now much like a motorway pileup, he thought it was time to start sliding my Mavis Fritter. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pitch a footlong fudge bullet, I wondered? The unrelenting orgasms from his one-eyed monster pounding my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a paedo during a prison riot. By now, my cod cave was slobbering like a broken fridge freezer.
By now, my enchilada of love was weeping like a broken fridge freezer. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cream reaper soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting an antique doorknob into my soft-shelled tuna taco got me flowing beige slime faster than snot off a whip. With my clap flaps now much like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, he thought it was time to start stuffing my rusty sherif's badge. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a colon cobra, I wondered? It was bliss having his veiny quim prod plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my smush mitten flooding like it used to.
HAN: 19 REI:15 HAK: 21 SEI:15 BUK:17 HOH: 21
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Nov 11, 2013 11:06:12 GMT -5
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Nov 11, 2013 18:11:58 GMT -5
⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Listen Closely to the Words I Say The human world really was something. Gadiel had been traveling quite a lot, and in his travels he discovered a little thing called jrock music. As he delved deeper into it, fascinated by the people that made up its core, he discovered a certain singer that stuck out to him. After using that... internet thing, he discovered the name of this singer, as well as a little fact that he wasn't even Japanese. Gadiel was thankful for his education during his life, otherwise he wouldn't be able to read all the things about this certain blond singer that fascinated him to no end. He found confusing pictures where he was a girl, or at least looked like one, a really pretty one at that. With some more help from the internet, Gadiel found the country of this man's origin, searching all the way down to his city. There wasn't much more thought about it than that. Gadiel was going to have him.
The same day he found the man's location, he went on his merry way, all the way to Sweden. Oddly enough he was vaguely familiar with the place, only making it easier. This was his kind of country. The weather was nice and cool, but it wasn't stuffy like the city he had been hanging around in while he was in Japan. Sweden was healthy for a reason. Gadiel was wondering why he hadn't started out somewhere up north as opposed to Japan, a place he was utterly clueless about. This place was really just grand. It was so full of blonds too. Gadiel couldn't resist getting out his own blond wig to get a feel for the people. The moment he slipped the luxurious, well made wig on, he instantly felt different, suddenly feeling even better about Sweden. One couldn't enjoy it right if they weren't blond it seemed.
The man Gadiel had come to find really was a looker, but as he walked through the streets, the blood pumping through his veins flowing with energy that made the togabito visible to all, he was getting his own share of looks from people. Honestly he couldn't blame them. He doubted any one of his level of beauty had come anywhere close to here since, well since he died. Gadiel was eating up the attention, though as usual, he didn't get to close to any of the people. He had no idea what they could have been carrying. Even in death he worried about being tainted, though he was sure the blood of that singer would cleanse him for a good while. Just the thought sent a chill of excitement down his spine. Gadiel smiled and fixed the black, knit scarf around his neck. His gloved hands then went to the pockets of his black coat, bundling it around him to keep all the warmth that he could in it. Cold weather was really bizarre. He hadn't felt it in a while.
The only upsetting thing about this place was that he hadn' found his beloved singer yet. He was sure he was in the right place. Sure, he had only been looking for a little under and hour, and there were a good number of people in the city, but that didn't mean it should have been this difficult for him. It was almost annoying. Then he remember ed that face, realizing he couldn't stay that annoyed. It would be well worth the wait. In the meantime, Gadiel stopped at a less crowded street that over looked a good portion of the city. It wasn't a bad view at all, not that it would do him much good. Still though, he couldn't not try to enjoy himself. It could just enjoy him to as he stood there like the sexy beast he was. He was pretty sure there was a group of girls following him that were enjoying him just as nature should have been, maybe more, maybe way too much. At least they weren't getting close. Gadiel bit back a scowl as he glanced over his shoulder to check, catching a brief sight of them as he had for the past twenty minutes. Disgusting.
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Nov 15, 2013 13:50:26 GMT -5
MY HEART IS BEATING Faster Faster WORDS ### NOTES words words words words I can't wait to lap the love piss from his skin flute. The pounding of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his greasy slimelight deep in my rusty sherif's badge. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week. The raiding makes me gush my tuna tunnel tears all over his thrill drill. By now, my vaginal bacon buffet was dribbling like a broken coffee maker.
I can't wait to suck the baby gravy from his flesh gordon. It was bliss having his skeleton king slid inside me again; stuffing my mound of love pudding with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my smush mitten spraying like it used to. With my open-faced ham sandwich now much like a motorway pileup, he thought it was time to start sliding my Mavis Fritter. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pitch a footlong fudge bullet, I wondered? The unrelenting orgasms from his one-eyed monster pounding my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a paedo during a prison riot. By now, my cod cave was slobbering like a broken fridge freezer.
By now, my enchilada of love was weeping like a broken fridge freezer. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cream reaper soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting an antique doorknob into my soft-shelled tuna taco got me flowing beige slime faster than snot off a whip. With my clap flaps now much like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, he thought it was time to start stuffing my rusty sherif's badge. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a colon cobra, I wondered? It was bliss having his veiny quim prod plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my smush mitten flooding like it used to.
HAN: 10 REI:10 HAK: 7 SEI:9 BUK:9 HOH: 10
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Dec 17, 2013 1:54:52 GMT -5
just changing shit and saving it for new ariella okay?! Words: 617 Notes: blonde crashin! Gray Fullbuster And the science gets done And you make a neat gun Gray just had to go and open his mouth. While people should have been paying attention to what Ariella could only assume was rape, at least that was how she took face planting into crotches, they were paying attention to her and the fullbringer who didn't realize the whole he was digging. Not only was she going to get into some deep shit, but Gray himself would likely be burned alive or something for being in the Soul Society illegally. She was pretty sure they stilled burned people alive. The Gotei 13 had come a really long way, but for some reason burning people was still a really cool thing to do, or was done for some lame excuse like that. Needless to say, Gray shouldn't have been so excited about blabbing stuff like that.
As expected one of the men came forward, clearly not happy about Ariella's actions. She recognized him as a captain. Actually, now that she was actually looking around, she realized a lot of these people were captains. Wasn't that just great for her? She let out a heavy sigh, looking really irritated as the first man said what he wanted to. She just dully stared at him, waiting for his voice to cease its assault on her ears. "He is a very unique individual. I needed some supplies that only lie within the twelfth squad barracks in order to analyze him further" She wasn't lying. That was exactly why she had brought Gray here. The uniqueness just had nothing to do with the Gotei 13. Details like that weren't even important. With that she tried to sneak back toward the window she came from, pulling Gray along with her.
Ariella didn't get that far though. Before she was even fully on her feet, Gray was torn away from her hold and she felt something awful clamp onto her ear. She even flinched a little bit, which was a miracle since she barely ever had a real reaction to anything ever. She glanced up to the source of her pain, seeing an arm that lead back to another one of the captains in the room. Oh she was completely done for now. That didn't show on her face though. It was just as distant looking s ever. That was of course until she looked across the woman and spotted Gray. At that moment her eyes filled with annoyance and her face was a lecture all on its own. If they got out of this then he was going to pay dearly.
She was far too caught up plotting different tortures for the fullbringer, thinking of new, untested machines that dwelled within her barracks, to notice what the third captain in the building was doing. Out of seemingly no where a tree shot up from the ground, tearing her attention away from poor Gray, who was probably thankful for such. She watched the tree shoot up, wondering what witch craft this was, eyes shooting around until she found what she assumed was its source. At least a captain stabbing themselves was usually a good indication of such a powerful thing. That or this day had just driven him to kill himself. He did seem pretty tense before, releasing all of that energy. He even yelled out again, reminding them that the meeting was over. Well, that was cool. He was free to go then. "Then why are you here yelling?" she asked, clearly not caring about the disrespectful aspect of her question and tone. Honestly that was about the last thing on her mind. It was just mind blowing how little she knew about how to deal with people sometimes.
HAN: 10 REI:15 HAK: 12 SEI: 12 BUK: 10 HOH: 11
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Dec 17, 2013 2:15:55 GMT -5
And then preparing changes I AM YOUR SINNER Your WHORE WORDS ### NOTES words words words words I can't wait to lap the love piss from his skin flute. The pounding of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his greasy slimelight deep in my rusty sherif's badge. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week. The raiding makes me gush my tuna tunnel tears all over his thrill drill. By now, my vaginal bacon buffet was dribbling like a broken coffee maker.
I can't wait to suck the baby gravy from his flesh gordon. It was bliss having his skeleton king slid inside me again; stuffing my mound of love pudding with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my smush mitten spraying like it used to. With my open-faced ham sandwich now much like a motorway pileup, he thought it was time to start sliding my Mavis Fritter. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pitch a footlong fudge bullet, I wondered? The unrelenting orgasms from his one-eyed monster pounding my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a paedo during a prison riot. By now, my cod cave was slobbering like a broken fridge freezer.
By now, my enchilada of love was weeping like a broken fridge freezer. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cream reaper soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting an antique doorknob into my soft-shelled tuna taco got me flowing beige slime faster than snot off a whip. With my clap flaps now much like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, he thought it was time to start stuffing my rusty sherif's badge. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a colon cobra, I wondered? It was bliss having his veiny quim prod plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my smush mitten flooding like it used to.
HAN: 10 REI:10 HAK: 7 SEI:9 BUK:9 HOH: 10
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Dec 17, 2013 2:22:55 GMT -5
The world is going down and something has to change REVOLUTION My throat was so full of long-dong silver and creamy load, the penis pudding was draining down my chin and onto my love bubbles. I can't wait to gobble the steamin' semen from his stilton spear. Some girls are happy just to audition the finger puppets when they're alone, but I can't get off without having an egg timer in my gammon alley and a 9-iron up my turd cutter. My tuna canal was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. It was bliss having his timed slimer stuffed inside me again; stuffing my frilling pink golf bag with my fist just didn't get my furry cup surging like it used to.
He eased out a giant Mr. Hanky on my droopies just so he could chow down on it up like a bulldog eating porridge. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like that bathroom door in The Shining, and I was no different! The feeling of his Da Vinci load flowing down my throat got my vertical moisture flowing quicker than snot off a whip. When he removed his womb ferret from my fudge factory, he was pleasantly surprised to see a toilet twinkie staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to devour the toilet twinkie off his vein cane. The mixture of butt nugget and baby gravy in my mud flap created the delicious rectal stew that he was so fond of.
By now, my split peach was weeping like a rabid dog. With his ample cock fucking deep into my vaginal bacon buffet, the sensation of his veiny quim prod smashing my cervix made me quiver like a shitting dog. The unrelenting orgasms from his gristle missile thrusting my cod canyon made me come so hard, I began sweating like a gypsy near an unlocked shipping container. The mixture of toilet twinkie and love piss in my puckered brown eye created the delicious sphincter sauce that he was so fond of. If I don't fish for pearls to get my beige slime leaking from my tampon tunnel, his one-eyed monster is going to leave my purple cabbage resembling a werewolf with it's throat cut.
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Dec 17, 2013 2:59:09 GMT -5
Rippling like Electricity Stats: HAN: 4 REI: 3 HAK: 5 SEI: 0 BUK: 4 HOH: 4 Inserting my fist into my spunk dungeon got me spattering flange custard faster than a greased weasel shit. Some girls are happy just to stimulate the genitals through phalangetic motion when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a squash in my kipper dinghy and an egg timer up my turd-herder. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's piss flaps looking like a rabid baboon's arse, and I was no different! My cake hole was so full of one-eyed milkman and Da Vinci load, the baby gravy was seeping down my chin and onto my breasticles. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his bald avenger shoved deeper into my vintage golf bag.
My cake hole was so full of skeleton king and baby gravy, the baby gravy was dribbling down my chin and onto my tatas. He munched on my roast beef platter, even though I'd had my redwings for the best part of a week. I can't wait to devour the ectoplasm from his mutton dagger. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's lunchmeat looking like that bathroom door in The Shining, and I was no different! When he removed his spunk-filled spam rocket from my soft tight anus, he was pleasantly surprised to see a Mr. Hanky staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to gobble the toilet twinkie off his wensleydale wand.
Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his one-eyed monster slid deeper into my other vagina. Now, I've seen more japseyes than an oriental optician, but the sight of his turgid terror truncheon made my spaff weep like a George Foreman grill. The unrelenting orgasms from his love muscle thrusting my enchilada of love made me come so hard, I began sweating like a fat slag in a disco. My penis pothole was trembling like Muhammad Ali on a tumble dryer. After having my south mouth pounded, he then proceeded to thrust my marmite motorway.
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Post by ✭Ulqui-chan on Dec 18, 2013 4:41:13 GMT -5
Saving Codes and shit now that i can convert shit. some shit...
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My mouth was so full of tallywacker and baby gravy, the love piss was draining down my chin and onto my fiery biscuits. After having my oyster ditch fucked, he then proceeded to pound my mud flap. With my clap flaps now much like a rabid baboon's arse, he thought it was time to start shoving my balloon knot. Is now the time to tell him I really need to crown a Mr. Hanky, I wondered? By now, my penis pothole was dripping like a slug in a salt mine. I can't wait to devour the magician's wax from his bald-headed yogurt slinger.
Inserting a 15" spiked vibrator into my meat purse got me spritzing tuna tunnel tears faster than greased shit off a shiny shovel. My throat was so full of purple beaver buster and steamin' semen, the Da Vinci load was oozing down my chin and onto my love bubbles. I awoke the next morning with my shame portal still seeping. I thought it was over but his mutton dagger had other ideas. I can't wait to lap the penis pudding from his purple beaver buster. The seemingly never-ending streams of cock snot emanating from his blue-veined custard chucker soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio.</div><br><div style="width:350px;height:15px;border-top:8px solid #D0FA58;border-bottom:5px solid #FAFAFA;font-family:'Sacramento' cursive;font-size:14px;color:#0A122A;">-Words: ### -Tags: person</div>
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Kurou
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="width:408px;height:300px;"><div style="background-color:000000;height:400px;width:100px;border: 3px solid #000000;float:left;float:left;;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/4Ryz0Pp.jpg;"></div><div style=";width:400px;height:25px;font-family:verdana;font-size:25px;color:#000000;text-align:left;letter-spacing:-3px;;margin-top:-20px;border-bottom: 1px solid #DC0000;">Rippling like Electricity</div><div style=";width:400px;height:2px;font-family:verdana;font-size:2;color:#DC0000;text-align:left;letter-spacing:-4px;border-bottom: 1px solid #DC0000;"></div><div style=";width:400px;height:2px;font-family:verdana;font-size:2;color:#DC0000;text-align:left;letter-spacing:-5;;;border-bottom: 1px solid #DC0000;"></div><div style=";width:300px;height:11px;font-family:verdana;font-size:8px;color:#000000;text-align:left;;;;border-bottom: 1px solid #DC0000;margin-top:-4px;">Stats: HAN: 4 REI: 3 HAK: 5 SEI: 0 BUK: 4 HOH: 4</div><div style="width:290px;height:345px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;float:right;margin-top:10px;">Inserting my fist into my spunk dungeon got me spattering flange custard faster than a greased weasel shit. Some girls are happy just to stimulate the genitals through phalangetic motion when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a squash in my kipper dinghy and an egg timer up my turd-herder. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's piss flaps looking like a rabid baboon's arse, and I was no different! My cake hole was so full of one-eyed milkman and Da Vinci load, the baby gravy was seeping down my chin and onto my breasticles. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his bald avenger shoved deeper into my vintage golf bag.<br><br>
My cake hole was so full of skeleton king and baby gravy, the baby gravy was dribbling down my chin and onto my tatas. He munched on my roast beef platter, even though I'd had my redwings for the best part of a week. I can't wait to devour the ectoplasm from his mutton dagger. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's lunchmeat looking like that bathroom door in The Shining, and I was no different! When he removed his spunk-filled spam rocket from my soft tight anus, he was pleasantly surprised to see a Mr. Hanky staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to gobble the toilet twinkie off his wensleydale wand.<br><br>
Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his one-eyed monster slid deeper into my other vagina. Now, I've seen more japseyes than an oriental optician, but the sight of his turgid terror truncheon made my spaff weep like a George Foreman grill. The unrelenting orgasms from his love muscle thrusting my enchilada of love made me come so hard, I began sweating like a fat slag in a disco. My penis pothole was trembling like Muhammad Ali on a tumble dryer. After having my south mouth pounded, he then proceeded to thrust my marmite motorway. </div><div style=";width:400px;height:10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:8px;color:#DC0000;text-align:left;;;">Words: ### || Notes:words yo</div>
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Isabel
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="background-image: url(http://www.commentnation.com/hotlinks/turquoise_and_white_diagonal_stripes_background_seamless.gif);height:480px; width:390px;;border: 1px solid #FF37AC;padding:5px;border-radius: 30px;"><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#ffffff;float:right;background-color:#FF37AC;height:30px;width:300px;text-align:right;border-radius:30px;letter-spacing:-2;margin-top:120px;margin-right:-70px;">The world is going down</div><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:18px;color:#ffffff;;float:right;background-color:#FF37AC;height:20px;width:280px;text-align:right;border-radius:32px;letter-spacing:-1;margin-top:5px;margin-right:-25px;">and something has to change</div><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/MLWJ8m9.jpg); border: 3px solid #FF37AC; border-radius: 100px;float:left;height:200px;width:200px;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-175px;"></div><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HachXzO.jpg); border: 3px solid #FF37AC; border-radius: 50px;float:left;height:100px;width:100px;margin-left:-45px;margin-top:-195px;"></div><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:50px;color:#FFAFDE;width:500px;float:right;;margin-right:-70px;"><b><i>REVOLUTION</i></b></div><div style="background-color:#FFDCF1; width:380;height:230px;border: 2px dotted #ffffff; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#232323;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:2px;margin-top:50px;">My throat was so full of long-dong silver and creamy load, the penis pudding was draining down my chin and onto my love bubbles. I can't wait to gobble the steamin' semen from his stilton spear. Some girls are happy just to audition the finger puppets when they're alone, but I can't get off without having an egg timer in my gammon alley and a 9-iron up my turd cutter. My tuna canal was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. It was bliss having his timed slimer stuffed inside me again; stuffing my frilling pink golf bag with my fist just didn't get my furry cup surging like it used to.<br><br>
He eased out a giant Mr. Hanky on my droopies just so he could chow down on it up like a bulldog eating porridge. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like that bathroom door in The Shining, and I was no different! The feeling of his Da Vinci load flowing down my throat got my vertical moisture flowing quicker than snot off a whip. When he removed his womb ferret from my fudge factory, he was pleasantly surprised to see a toilet twinkie staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to devour the toilet twinkie off his vein cane. The mixture of butt nugget and baby gravy in my mud flap created the delicious rectal stew that he was so fond of.<br><br>
By now, my split peach was weeping like a rabid dog. With his ample cock fucking deep into my vaginal bacon buffet, the sensation of his veiny quim prod smashing my cervix made me quiver like a shitting dog. The unrelenting orgasms from his gristle missile thrusting my cod canyon made me come so hard, I began sweating like a gypsy near an unlocked shipping container. The mixture of toilet twinkie and love piss in my puckered brown eye created the delicious sphincter sauce that he was so fond of. If I don't fish for pearls to get my beige slime leaking from my tampon tunnel, his one-eyed monster is going to leave my purple cabbage resembling a werewolf with it's throat cut.</div> </div>[/dohtml]
Ariella
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="width:400px;"><div style="background-color:000000;height:300px;width:100px;border: 3px solid #000000;float:left;float:left;"><img src=http://i.imgur.com/KiUjrpg.jpg;"></div><div style="background-color:#000000;width:106px;;font-family:georgia;font-size: 10px;color:#8A0829;margin-left:-106px;margin-top:310px;float:left;"><i>Words:</i> 617</div><div style="background-color:#000000;width:106px;height:40px;font-family:georgia;font-size: 10px;color:#8A0829;margin-left:-106px;margin-top:330px;float:left;"><i>Notes: blonde crashin!</i></div><div style="background-color:#000000;width:106px;height:25px;font-family:georgia;font-size: 10px;color:#8A0829;margin-left:-106px;margin-top:380px;float:left;"><i>Gray Fullbuster</i></div><div style="background-color:000000;height:100px;width:100px;border: 3px solid #000000;float:left;margin-left:-106px;margin-top:415px;"><img src=http://i.imgur.com/vSaURBw.png;"></div><div style="background-color:000000;height:100px;width:100px;border: 3px solid #000000;float:left;margin-left:-106px;margin-top:525px;><img src=http://i.imgur.com/PrwhuZZ.png;"></div><div style="width:400px;height:40px;font-family:verdana;font-size:30px;color:#000000;;letter-spacing:-4px;text-align:left">And the <i>[font=georgia][color=8A0829]science[/color][/font]</i> gets done</div><div style=";width:400px;height:30px;font-family:verdana;font-size:30px;color:bdbdbd;text-align:right;letter-spacing:-4px;-webkit-transform: rotate(180deg);-o-transform:rotate(180deg); -moz-transform: rotate(180deg);-webkit-transform: rotate(180deg);-o-transform:rotate(180deg); -moz-transform: rotate(180deg);margin-right:-320px;">And you <i>[font=georgia][color=8A0829]make[/color][/font]</i> a neat <i>[font=georgia][color=8A0829]gun[/color][/font]</i></div><div style="width:296px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#848484;text-align:justify;margin-top:30px;margin-left:106px;"> Gray just had to go and open his mouth. While people should have been paying attention to what Ariella could only assume was rape, at least that was how she took face planting into crotches, they were paying attention to her and the fullbringer who didn't realize the whole he was digging. Not only was she going to get into some deep shit, but Gray himself would likely be burned alive or something for being in the Soul Society illegally. She was pretty sure they stilled burned people alive. The Gotei 13 had come a really long way, but for some reason burning people was still a really cool thing to do, or was done for some lame excuse like that. Needless to say, Gray shouldn't have been so excited about blabbing stuff like that.
As expected one of the men came forward, clearly not happy about Ariella's actions. She recognized him as a captain. Actually, now that she was actually looking around, she realized a lot of these people were captains. Wasn't that just great for her? She let out a heavy sigh, looking really irritated as the first man said what he wanted to. She just dully stared at him, waiting for his voice to cease its assault on her ears.<color=8A0829> "He is a very unique individual. I needed some supplies that only lie within the twelfth squad barracks in order to analyze him further"</color> She wasn't lying. That was exactly why she had brought Gray here. The uniqueness just had nothing to do with the Gotei 13. Details like that weren't even important. With that she tried to sneak back toward the window she came from, pulling Gray along with her.
Ariella didn't get that far though. Before she was even fully on her feet, Gray was torn away from her hold and she felt something awful clamp onto her ear. She even flinched a little bit, which was a miracle since she barely ever had a real reaction to anything ever. She glanced up to the source of her pain, seeing an arm that lead back to another one of the captains in the room. Oh she was completely done for now. That didn't show on her face though. It was just as distant looking s ever. That was of course until she looked across the woman and spotted Gray. At that moment her eyes filled with annoyance and her face was a lecture all on its own. If they got out of this then he was going to pay dearly.
She was far too caught up plotting different tortures for the fullbringer, thinking of new, untested machines that dwelled within her barracks, to notice what the third captain in the building was doing. Out of seemingly no where a tree shot up from the ground, tearing her attention away from poor Gray, who was probably thankful for such. She watched the tree shoot up, wondering what witch craft this was, eyes shooting around until she found what she assumed was its source. At least a captain stabbing themselves was usually a good indication of such a powerful thing. That or this day had just driven him to kill himself. He did seem pretty tense before, releasing all of that energy. He even yelled out again, reminding them that the meeting was over. Well, that was cool. He was free to go then. [color=8A0829]"Then why are you here yelling?" [/color]she asked, clearly not caring about the disrespectful aspect of her question and tone. Honestly that was about the last thing on her mind. It was just mind blowing how little she knew about how to deal with people sometimes. </div> <div style="background-color:#000000;width:400px;;font-family:georgia;font-size: 10px;color:#8A0829;"><i>HAN: 10 REI:15 HAK: 12 SEI: 12 BUK: 10 HOH: 11</i></div></div>[/dohtml]
Ania
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div stlye:"width:450px;"><div style="width:420px;height:535px;background-color:#FAFAFA;border: 10px solid #E6E6E6;"><div style="width:170px;height:74px;float:left;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:-2px;color:#A4A4A4;border-left:3px solid #BDBDBD;text-align:justify;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #2ECCFA;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;padding:2px;">⋆ Keep your promise and bring me to heaven take me away from this place I'm tired of being afraid I've lost my hope...</div><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/P23tciB.jpg);height:150px;width:150px;border: 8px solid #BDBDBD;float:right;margin-top:10px;margin-right:10px"></div><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:24px;letter-spacing:-2px;color:#FAFAFA;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #2ECCFA;text-align:left;height:30px;width:220px;background-color: #BDBDBD;float:right;line-height:30px;">[i]Of A New Day[/i]</div><div style="width:170px;height:34px;float:right;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:-2px;color:#A4A4A4;border-right:3px solid #BDBDBD;text-align:justify;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #2ECCFA;margin-top:5px;margin-right:10px;padding:2px;">⋆ I'm closing doors to my past keep your promise and bring me to heaven </div><div style="width:390px;height:270px;bacground-color:#E6E6E6;border: 5px solid #BDBDBD;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#A4A4A4;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;">Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, aeque atomorum ea vis, nonumes voluptatibus cum te. Id modo illum nec, prima scriptorem an duo, iriure menandri ei vis. Probo ludus his cu, case nullam gubergren cu sed. Mei nulla vulputate philosophia ex, per ea nostrum inimicus. Omnis offendit eos cu, ne veniam ceteros mea, vocent cotidieque sed ad. Solum quidam petentium qui et. At esse necessitatibus nam. Eam et ullum augue concludaturque, mel soluta scaevola vivendum eu. In nisl illud similique nam, inimicus iracundia an est. Enim soluta ne sit, id reformidans theophrastus eam.<p>
Audire scaevola at quo. Ei pro dictas timeam maiestatis. Cu amet illud est, nostro perfecto instructior pro id, sea no movet delicata inciderint. Pro scripta propriae fabellas ne, no utamur facilisis vis. Ad vis torquatos definiebas. Dignissim dissentiet cu vim, quo ne enim zril graeci, labitur discere mei id. Eu sea ludus veritus.<p><br>
Pri agam eligendi ea, eos te iriure habemus. Nibh congue sanctus vel id, eam ut amet feugait efficiendi, ex quot complectitur mei. Ancillae salutandi euripidis pri eu, ad veniam populo utroque est. Ea tractatos pertinacia pro, et nam ullum errem ceteros.<p><br>
Ad sale dicit simul vel, an dicant tantas appareat nec, pro ludus doming corpora at. Nam sale brute disputando at, cu qui mundi quaestio torquatos. Facilisi mnesarchum sit et. Te vel vide alterum adversarium. Nec postulant tincidunt ex. Has dolor salutatus ei, eu duo odio maiorum </div><div style="width:420px;height:80px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/WQtQLTw.jpg);float:right;"><div style="height:20px;width:420px;background-color:#FAFAFA;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#BDBDBD;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #2ECCFA;line-height:20px;margin-top:40px;opacity:.9;">Words: ### | Tags: person, person | Notes: wordy words</div></div></div><div style="width:200px;height:12px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#BDBDBD;"> made by [URL=http://synesthesia.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=636]Ulqui[/URL]<br> </div></div>[/dohtml]
Senri
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="width:390px;"><div id="top"></div><div style="width:400px;height:auto;background-color:#FAFAFA;"><div style="width:150px;font-family: Georgia;font-size:20px;color:#BE81F7;float:left;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #151515;text-align:left;margin-top:-5px;">[i]All I want[/i]</div><div style="width:150px;float:left;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;color:#848484;letter-spacing:-1;line -height:13px;margin-right:140px;margin-top:-5px;">Is a place to call my own and mend the hearts of everyone who feels alone</div><div style="font-family:verdana;font-size:8px;color:#848484;width:230px;float:right;text-align:left;margin-top:-70px">▍ Words: ### ▍Tags: person person ▍Notes: wordy words</div><div style="width:380px;padding-top:20px;border-bottom:2px solid #141414;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#848484;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;">Praesent ante ligula, ornare eu nisl nec, viverra pellentesque sapien. Integer condimentum neque metus. Nulla ante nulla, gravida quis neque ut, convallis tristique justo. Nunc a augue odio. Ut vel faucibus sapien. Vivamus ut auctor justo. Suspendisse potenti.<br><br>
Nunc sit amet faucibus enim. Nunc sit amet egestas nisl. Sed tristique vestibulum mattis. Aenean luctus dui a elementum euismod. In vitae sapien sit amet lorem ultrices tempor ut eget nunc. Pellentesque facilisis dolor non ipsum ultricies, sit amet fringilla lectus venenatis. Maecenas ornare tellus velit.<br><br>
Sed facilisis faucibus risus, vitae posuere lorem posuere quis. Proin blandit rhoncus neque quis vehicula. Pellentesque fringilla urna vel condimentum tristique. Sed volutpat fermentum risus lacinia venenatis. Donec pretium sem pretium dui fermentum semper. Cras vehicula ut nunc a sollicitudin. Curabitur ut aliquet quam, vel tincidunt leo. Integer vitae metus posuere magna molestie luctus ut non massa. Donec ac ultrices turpis. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Quisque commodo purus sed odio pulvinar, a volutpat nisl consequat. Vivamus dignissim feugiat massa id tincidunt. Suspendisse sed enim id sem convallis vehicula at cursus orci. Cras iaculis mi tortor, in imperdiet enim blandit in.<br><br>
Sed malesuada risus enim, non tristique metus ornare eget. Morbi libero orci, imperdiet in ligula ac, mattis pellentesque nulla. Nam vehicula velit quis imperdiet venenatis. Aenean posuere rutrum nulla, et tincidunt nibh ultrices et. Sed nisl dolor, dignissim at consequat eget, semper vitae orci. Sed vitae euismod elit, iaculis mollis nisl. Donec tortor metus, congue sollicitudin malesuada sit amet, aliquam nec leo. Nulla adipiscing molestie commodo. Curabitur in viverra dui. Praesent ac est mi. Ut massa est, ullamcorper sit amet interdum quis, semper ut nunc. Phasellus rutrum, tellus id dictum lacinia, augue purus aliquam felis, ut vulputate purus urna eu odio. Ut vitae pulvinar dolor. Mauris pretium est eget ornare condimentum. Donec eu sollicitudin magna. </div><br></div><div id="bottom"></div><div style="width:200px;height:12px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#BDBDBD;"> made by [URL=http://synesthesia.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=636]Ulqui[/URL]<br> </div></div>
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Perun
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="width:400px;height:auto;"><div style="width:350px;height:31px;font-family:georgia;font-size:30px;color:#A9D0F5;letter-spacing:-2;margin-top:20px;margin-right:-20px;margin-left:50px;">LOOK SO GOOD</div><div style="width:400px;height:22px;font-family:georgia;font-size:22px;color:#1EB7B2;;text-align:right;margin-top:-23px"><i>I might die</i></div><div style="width:400px;height:10px;background-color:#A9D0F5;;margin-top:-13px;"></div><div style="width:125px;height:125px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/wHjPwdL.jpg);border-radius:25px;border:1px solid #A9D0F5;float:left;margin-left:-40px;margin-top:-55px;"></div><div style="width:125px;height:10px;font-family:georgia;font-size:20px;color:#A9D0F5;text-align:left;float:left;letter-spacing:-1px;margin-left:-100px;margin-top:75px;"><u>WORDS</u></div><div style="width:125px;height:15px;font-family:georgia;font-size:14px;color:#1EB7B2;text-align:right;float:left;margin-top:145px;margin-left:-190px;margin-top:89px;">###</div><div style="width:125px;height:10px;font-family:georgia;font-size:20px;color:#A9D0F5;text-align:left;float:left;letter-spacing:-1px;margin-left:-120px;margin-top:125px;"><u>NOTES</u></div><div style="width:125px;height:30px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#1EB7B2;text-align:right;float:left;margin-top:145px;margin-left:-190px;margin-top:139px;">words words words words</div><div style="width:310px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#6E6E6E;text-align:justify;float:right;margin-top:-127px;">I can't wait to lap the love piss from his skin flute. The pounding of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his greasy slimelight deep in my rusty sherif's badge. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week. The raiding makes me gush my tuna tunnel tears all over his thrill drill. By now, my vaginal bacon buffet was dribbling like a broken coffee maker.
I can't wait to suck the baby gravy from his flesh gordon. It was bliss having his skeleton king slid inside me again; stuffing my mound of love pudding with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my smush mitten spraying like it used to. With my open-faced ham sandwich now much like a motorway pileup, he thought it was time to start sliding my Mavis Fritter. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pitch a footlong fudge bullet, I wondered? The unrelenting orgasms from his one-eyed monster pounding my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a paedo during a prison riot. By now, my cod cave was slobbering like a broken fridge freezer.
By now, my enchilada of love was weeping like a broken fridge freezer. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cream reaper soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting an antique doorknob into my soft-shelled tuna taco got me flowing beige slime faster than snot off a whip. With my clap flaps now much like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, he thought it was time to start stuffing my rusty sherif's badge. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a colon cobra, I wondered? It was bliss having his veiny quim prod plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my smush mitten flooding like it used to. </div><div style="background-color:#A9D0F5;width:320px;height:12px;font-family:georgia;font-size: 10px;color:#1EB7B2;line-height:10px;border-top:1px solid #ffffff;;float:right;"><i>HAN: 10 REI:10 HAK: 7 SEI:9 BUK:9 HOH: 10</i></div><div style="width:200px;height:12px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#BDBDBD;margin-right:20px;float:right;"> made by [URL=http://synesthesia.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=636]Ulqui[/URL]<br> </div></div>[/dohtml]
Yuu
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="background-color:#ffffff;border-radius: 30px 0px 40px 50px; border: 3px solid #bdbdbd;border-left: 3px dotted #58ACFA;width:400px;box-shadow: 5px 5px 20px 5px #6e6e6e;"><div style="font-family: georgia; font-size:26px;color:#000000;text-align:left;line-height: 29px;margin-left: 19px;margin-top:-17px;"><i>I hate to disappoint</i></div><div style="background-color:#58acfa;height:3px; width:300px;margin-left:-81px;border-radius:2;opacity:.3;"></div><div style="font-family: georgia; font-size:26px;color:#000000;text-align:right;float:right;;line-height: 29px;margin-right: 19px;margin-top:87px;margin-right: 8px"><i>These are the colors I see</i></div><div style="background-color:#58acfa;height:3px; width:330px;border-radius:2;opacity:.3;;float:right;margin-right:4px"></div><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/xxEun9w.jpg);background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/xxEun9w.jpg)border-radius:2; width: 389px; height:132px;margin-top:-10px;"> </div><div style="background-color: #e6e6e6;border-radius:30px;border: 2px dotted #A9E2F3;width:370px;"><div style="font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:6e6e6e;text-align:justify;width:350px;"> When he removed his bugger king from my brown eye, he was pleasantly surprised to see a toilet twinkie staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to lap the footlong fudge bullet off his front bum. Within no time, I could feel the shitty penis pudding slobbering from my Oxo orifice and all over my lunchmeat. The feeling of his steamin' semen leaching down my throat got my minge mucus flowing quicker than greased shit off a shiny shovel. He copped a giant footlong fudge bullet on my chesticles just so he could chow down on it up like a hungry hungry hippo. The unrelenting orgasms from his huge penis slamming my south mouth made me come so hard, I began sweating like a midget nun at a penguin shoot.
My mouth was so full of tallywacker and baby gravy, the love piss was draining down my chin and onto my fiery biscuits. After having my oyster ditch fucked, he then proceeded to pound my mud flap. With my clap flaps now much like a rabid baboon's arse, he thought it was time to start shoving my balloon knot. Is now the time to tell him I really need to crown a Mr. Hanky, I wondered? By now, my penis pothole was dripping like a slug in a salt mine. I can't wait to devour the magician's wax from his bald-headed yogurt slinger.
Inserting a 15" spiked vibrator into my meat purse got me spritzing tuna tunnel tears faster than greased shit off a shiny shovel. My throat was so full of purple beaver buster and steamin' semen, the Da Vinci load was oozing down my chin and onto my love bubbles. I awoke the next morning with my shame portal still seeping. I thought it was over but his mutton dagger had other ideas. I can't wait to lap the penis pudding from his purple beaver buster. The seemingly never-ending streams of cock snot emanating from his blue-veined custard chucker soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio.
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Vlasta
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="width:400px;border-right: solid 2px #ffffff;"><div style="width:100px;height:100px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/1dyqwPk.jpg?1);border: 10px solid #000000;margin-left:280px;"></div><div style="width:280px;height:40px;font-family:georgia;font-size:35px;color:#000000;margin-top:-70px;margin-right:130px;text-align:right;"><i>I am the one</i></div><div style="width:280px;height:30px;background-color:#000000;font-family: georgia;font-size:21px;color:#B40404;margin-top:-20px;margin-right:180px;text-align:right;"><i>that you need and fear</i></div><div style="width:400px;height:12px;background-color:#000000;border-bottom: solid 2px #ffffff;;font-family:georgia;font-size: 8px;color:#FF4000;text-align:left;line-height:10px;">Words: ### Tags: ---</div><div style="width:400px;height:300px;border-top:solid 5px #000000;border-bottom: 2px solid #000000;background-color:#ffffff;"><div style="width:397px;height:301px;border-right: 1px solid #000000;font-family: arial;font-size:10px;color:#00000;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;"> I can't wait to lap the love piss from his skin flute. The pounding of my brown eye was so vigorous, he soon found his hairy walnuts joining his greasy slimelight deep in my rusty sherif's badge. He munched on my beef curtains, even though I'd been up on bricks for the best part of a week. The raiding makes me gush my tuna tunnel tears all over his thrill drill. By now, my vaginal bacon buffet was dribbling like a broken coffee maker.
I can't wait to suck the baby gravy from his flesh gordon. It was bliss having his skeleton king slid inside me again; stuffing my mound of love pudding with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my smush mitten spraying like it used to. With my open-faced ham sandwich now much like a motorway pileup, he thought it was time to start sliding my Mavis Fritter. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pitch a footlong fudge bullet, I wondered? The unrelenting orgasms from his one-eyed monster pounding my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a paedo during a prison riot. By now, my cod cave was slobbering like a broken fridge freezer.
By now, my enchilada of love was weeping like a broken fridge freezer. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his cream reaper soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. Inserting an antique doorknob into my soft-shelled tuna taco got me flowing beige slime faster than snot off a whip. With my clap flaps now much like a bulldog licking piss from a thistle, he thought it was time to start stuffing my rusty sherif's badge. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a colon cobra, I wondered? It was bliss having his veiny quim prod plunged inside me again; stuffing my penis pothole with a 10 inch purple battery-operated monster just didn't get my smush mitten flooding like it used to. </div></div><div style="background-color:#000000;width:400px;;font-family:georgia;font-size: 10px;color:#FF4000;border-top:1px solid #ffffff;"><i>HAN: 19 REI:15 HAK: 21 SEI:15 BUK:17 HOH: 21</i></div></div>[/dohtml]
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Izaya's stuff
Rai
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="background-color:#ffffff;;width:449px;border-radius:30px;border: 2px dotted #2e64fe;padding-bottom:12px;"><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/5mGC7a8.jpg);height:193px;width:449px;border-radius:30px;"></div><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/JrKNE91.jpg);height:100px;width:100px;border-radius:50px;border: 2px dotted #0431b4;float:left;margin-top:-170px;margin-left:20px;opacity:.8;"></div><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:32px;color:#0B173B;width:449px;height:34px;text-align:right;float:right;margin-top:-170px;right:5px;">Do you have a [color=#2E9AFE]<i>Light</i>[/color]?</div><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20px;color:#0B173B;width:449px;height:26px;text-align:right;float:right;margin-top:-130px;right:5px;">Can you make me feel [color=#2E9AFE]<i>Alright</i>[/color]?</div><div style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30px;color:#2E9AFE;width:449px;height:34px;text-align:left;float:left;;margin-left:5px;margin-top:-60px;"><i>Plenty of Light to go Around</i></div><div style="background-color:#E0ECF8;border-radius:30px;width:420px;;border: 2px dotted #2e64fe;margin-top:-30px;"><div style="font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#0B173B;;width:410px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;">The plowing of my brown mile was so vigorous, he soon found his trouser conkors joining his battering ram deep in my shit winker. The seemingly never-ending streams of ectoplasm emanating from his Vince cable soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. With my vertical smile now much like Pete Burns' lips, he thought it was time to start ramming my tradesman's entrance. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a corn-eyed butt snake, I wondered? Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his purple beaver buster stuffed deeper into my shit winker. Inserting a number of chillies into my chlamydia canal got me surging sex wee faster than snot off a whip.
Within no time, I could feel the shitty cock custard draining from my tradesman's entrance and all over my velcro triangle. He extruded a giant hardened fudge nugget on my tatas just so he could consume it up like a hungry hungry hippo. My cake hole was so full of Ccean's 11 Inches and love piss, the Da Vinci load was dribbling down my chin and onto my tatas. The unrelenting orgasms from his cunt plunger hammering my bearded haddock pasty made me come so hard, I began sweating like a white mouse in a tampon factory. After having my split peach hammered, he then proceeded to fuck my poo pipe.
The mixture of colon cobra and steamin' semen in my fudge factory created the delicious sphincter sauce that he was so fond of. Inserting a lightbulb into my fuck trench got me splurging beige slime faster than snot off a whip. If I don't get a stinky pinky to get my pussy batter dribbling from my vaginal bacon buffet, his stilton sword is going to leave my piss flaps resembling a bucket of smashed crabs. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his front bum plunged deeper into my fudge factory. Some girls are happy just to flick the bean when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my sperm socket and a squash up my black hole. </div><div style="height:10px;width:300px;float:right;"><div style="width:200px;height:12px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#BDBDBD;"> made by [URL=http://synesthesia.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=636]Ulqui[/URL]<br> </div></div></div></div>[/dohtml]
Bonten
[dohtml]<div align="center"><div style="width:350px;"><div style="width:350px;height:610px;border-left: 2px dotted #FFECAB;border-top: 2px dotted #FFECAB;border-radius: 200px 0px 0px 0px;"><div style="background-color:#ffffff;width:345px;height:605px; margin: 5px 5px 5px 5px;border-left: 2px solid #FFECAB;border-top: 2px solid #FFECAB;border-radius: 200px 0px 0px 0px;"><div style=";width:258;height:162;float:right;;margin-top:50px;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/tVIWXI5.jpg;"></div><div style="background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/wXtTSH9.jpg?1);width:100px;height:100px;border-radius:50px;border: 2px solid #FFECAB;float:left;margin-top: -200px;"></div><div style="width:250px;height:30px;font-family:georgia;font-size: 25px;color: #F5DA81;float:right;margin-top:-185px;"><i>uh some short words</i></div><div style="width:200px;height:50px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color: #777777;float:left;margin-top:-40px;border-bottom: 2px solid #FFECAB;text-align:justify;">so we have a lot of word space here and stuff to fill out so you just like do that and stuff idk i'm not doing it blah idk have at it</div><div style="width:100px;height:12px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#fafafa;background-color:#F5DA81;float:right;margin-right: 20px;margin-top:20px;line-height:10px;">Words: ###</div><div style="width:330px;height:330px;border-bottom:2px solid #FFECAB;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#777777;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;">If I don't fluff the muff to get my tuna tunnel tears slobbering from my gashtray, his tallywacker is going to leave my vertical garden resembling a bulldog licking piss from a thistle. With my vertical garden now much like a dropped burrito, he thought it was time to start ramming my cocoa channel. Is now the time to tell him I really need to drop a sewer trout, I wondered? Some girls are happy just to fluff the muff when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a barbie doll in my chamber of squelch and a 15" spiked vibrator up my shit winker. The mixture of butt nugget and steamin' semen in my marmite motorway created the delicious rectal stew that he was so fond of. The feeling of his man fat frothing down my throat got my minge mucus flowing quicker than greased shit off a shiny shovel.
With my fishy flaps now much like a ripped out fireplace, he thought it was time to start plunging my fudge factory. Is now the time to tell him I really need to pinch off a hardened fudge nugget, I wondered? There was ectoplasm slobbering from his purple-headed trouser snake and I was wetter than an Italian cruise ship. We were ready for more. He munched on my vertical smile, even though I'd had the painters in for the best part of a week. Some girls are happy just to get a stinky pinky when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a gerbil in my pink velvet sausage wallet and a barbie doll up my fart valve. I awoke the next morning with my stench trench still sliming. I thought it was over but his bugger king had other ideas.
The hammering of my Oxo orifice was so vigorous, he soon found his jingle-jangle jewellery joining his skeleton king deep in my brown eye. If I don't get a stinky pinky to get my sex wee foaming from my gashtray, his piss pipe is going to leave my vertical smile resembling Terry Waite's allotment. My wunder down under was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. Now, I've seen more foreskins than a rabbi during a baby boom, but the sight of his purple-headed trouser snake made my beige slime ooze like a slavering dog. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his greasy slimelight stuffed deeper into my balloon knot.</div><div style="width:300px;height:12px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#fafafa;background-color:#F5DA81;float:left;;margin-top:30px;margin-top:10px;line-height:10px;">put yo stats here</div><div style="width:200px;height:12px;font-family:georgia;font-size:10px;color:#BDBDBD;"> made by [URL=http://synesthesia.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=636]Ulqui[/URL]<br> </div>
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