28-06-2020, 08:47 AM
“Have I become one?” I asked to myself. “Have I seriously started hating women”
Ohh no no, I got an answer. I haven’t started hating them, I just have realized the reality. A fucking reality that they are bitches and they should be treated like one though I cannot generalize this fact but it applies to a maximum percentage of so called high society women. They attract you, they fuck you, use you and when it comes to their reputation, they kick you on your ass so hard that you find yourself falling off the brink down and endless dept. Actually they are not alone to be blamed for that. Its us, men. In my case atleast I would say that it was me who was also responsible for whatever happened. It was my crave for women that put me in soup. But I am I out of it? Fucking no. Women were and are my weakness and they will remain forever. A hot women sorceries me. She can do anything to me and ask for anything against her holes. I cannot resist the sight of a hot women and more than that I cannot resist the thought of tearing her clothes then and there and fucking her brains out.
The imagination of my cock going in and coming out of her holes makes me mad. I see a bitch in every girl and I believe that they are not born, they are made. Every girl can be made a bitch with right attitude.
“Would you like to have something sir”- again that sexy voice touched my ear drums. I immediately looked that side. Aah ..the bitch was there. Everytime I looked at her I found her more sexy. She was pulling the food cart. Her hands holding the handle she she was slightly bent. She had a tall stature, somewhere 5’6”-5’7” and this made her to bend a little more. Her ass was pushed backward. As expected, my cock gave her a standing ovation. I felt like pulling her skirt up and shove my cock inside that kutiya then and there. This time one more air hostess was with her, helping her in serving food. Ohh Man, how didn’t I notice her so far. She was a bomb, hotter that this filthy bitch. She was about same height, a little darker but that made her even sexier. She was less plastic than the other one and her face was glowing with hotness of her youth.
She must have been 24-25 but her face looked her look more mature. Her body time even added to the glamor. I would like to confess here that I have special attraction for ladies between the age of 28-35. Neither too young nor too old. And if she is someone’s wife, it adds to my libido. That bitch looked like more mature, more voluptuous, more pleasure to fuck.
I kept on looking at her. “Ye saali ek dum Sonali jaisi hai” I said to myself and again that big name passed by my head.
“Fuck man, why the hell I cannot surpass her. What the hell has happened to me. Maa ki lodi ne pagal kar diya hai, I am turning isane.
I had that burger that sexy bitch just gave. Had it not been given by a hot girl, I would have thrown that shitty thing in the trash bag. The burger was so damn awful. But, I can even take 10 kilo of shit if a sexy women bets her hole with that.
With some food inside, I felt my eyes buldging. The absence of a cigarette kills at these moments. To sleep is the best option. I took the best option available.
Ohh no no, I got an answer. I haven’t started hating them, I just have realized the reality. A fucking reality that they are bitches and they should be treated like one though I cannot generalize this fact but it applies to a maximum percentage of so called high society women. They attract you, they fuck you, use you and when it comes to their reputation, they kick you on your ass so hard that you find yourself falling off the brink down and endless dept. Actually they are not alone to be blamed for that. Its us, men. In my case atleast I would say that it was me who was also responsible for whatever happened. It was my crave for women that put me in soup. But I am I out of it? Fucking no. Women were and are my weakness and they will remain forever. A hot women sorceries me. She can do anything to me and ask for anything against her holes. I cannot resist the sight of a hot women and more than that I cannot resist the thought of tearing her clothes then and there and fucking her brains out.
The imagination of my cock going in and coming out of her holes makes me mad. I see a bitch in every girl and I believe that they are not born, they are made. Every girl can be made a bitch with right attitude.
“Would you like to have something sir”- again that sexy voice touched my ear drums. I immediately looked that side. Aah ..the bitch was there. Everytime I looked at her I found her more sexy. She was pulling the food cart. Her hands holding the handle she she was slightly bent. She had a tall stature, somewhere 5’6”-5’7” and this made her to bend a little more. Her ass was pushed backward. As expected, my cock gave her a standing ovation. I felt like pulling her skirt up and shove my cock inside that kutiya then and there. This time one more air hostess was with her, helping her in serving food. Ohh Man, how didn’t I notice her so far. She was a bomb, hotter that this filthy bitch. She was about same height, a little darker but that made her even sexier. She was less plastic than the other one and her face was glowing with hotness of her youth.
She must have been 24-25 but her face looked her look more mature. Her body time even added to the glamor. I would like to confess here that I have special attraction for ladies between the age of 28-35. Neither too young nor too old. And if she is someone’s wife, it adds to my libido. That bitch looked like more mature, more voluptuous, more pleasure to fuck.
I kept on looking at her. “Ye saali ek dum Sonali jaisi hai” I said to myself and again that big name passed by my head.
“Fuck man, why the hell I cannot surpass her. What the hell has happened to me. Maa ki lodi ne pagal kar diya hai, I am turning isane.
I had that burger that sexy bitch just gave. Had it not been given by a hot girl, I would have thrown that shitty thing in the trash bag. The burger was so damn awful. But, I can even take 10 kilo of shit if a sexy women bets her hole with that.
With some food inside, I felt my eyes buldging. The absence of a cigarette kills at these moments. To sleep is the best option. I took the best option available.
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