Hustler's become an internet sensation
08-24-2008, 12:44 PM
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Hustler's become an internet sensation
http://www.roadsterdrift.com/forums/...opic=5323&st=0
Seems people are impressed enough with his creations that they pretend to be him on other sites.
...unless it actually is hustler, in which case I lose.
Originally Posted by violation,Aug 21 2008, 07:46 PM
you really need to be careful how you talk about me on the forum, i dont appreciate it. tone down the disrespect, i dont know where you're from but where i am from, we dont tolerate that. dont even reply to this, just keep your mouth shut.
consider yourself warned.
consider yourself warned.
Seems people are impressed enough with his creations that they pretend to be him on other sites.
...unless it actually is hustler, in which case I lose.
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08-24-2008, 02:05 PM
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Originally Posted by violation,Aug 15 2008, 06:47 PM
I mean have you ever had some seriously demented in the head type thoughts? Ones where you think if someone else found out, they'd put you in a mental institution?
For me, it's always been a fantasy of mine to be a sex slave for 2 bears, male and female, pleasing the male when she's tired, and viceversa.
Slowly sliding my lips up and down his thick shaft, tasting his pre-*** on my tongue. Once he's had enough of that, he rolls over onto his back, lifting me up as though I weighed nothing. Gently placing me on his ****, I guide him in, feeling him stretch me wide open.
I moan with pleasure, feeling him fill me up. He growls softly, I feel it rumble deep in his chest, vibrating all the way down his body and through mine. He continues to lift me up and then pull me down. He's doing all the work for me, it feels so good, the warmth of the fur, his paws either side of my waist. He is in total control, I'm just nothing compared to his vast size and strength, but I have total trust in him, I know he won't hurt me.
I feel the pace quicken, almost imperceptibly. I slowly stroke myself, feeling myself nearing the point of no return coming closer with every stroke.
I can hear the growl getting louder now, he speeds up even more, forcing me further and further down onto his thick ****. If it wasn't for the fact I my body is reasing so many endorphins, I would probably be screaming in agony. Except I am panting and whining, just like a bitch, begging her mate to fill her up.
His claws dig in deeper, the pain, it's exquisite. It sends me over the edge. My head goes back, I let out a short grunt, I feel my **** explode, covering his chest fur in my seed. I keep stroking, it looks as though I'm trying to rip my **** out. I let out another grunt, another torrent flows forth, then another and another. A drop lands on the beasts muzzle.
He seems confused for a moment. That's what I think. He digs his paws in even harder now and slams me onto his ****, I feel his grumble turn into a roar. He's cumming, oh my god. I can feel in, filling me up. It's indescribable. He's mating with me, he's claimed me.
I feel him slow, his **** still throbbing within me, it seems as though there's no more room for his ***. It's dripping out of me, onto his fur. I reach down, then bring my hand up, tasting him. It's more than I ever expected. It's heaven.
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For me, it's always been a fantasy of mine to be a sex slave for 2 bears, male and female, pleasing the male when she's tired, and viceversa.
Slowly sliding my lips up and down his thick shaft, tasting his pre-*** on my tongue. Once he's had enough of that, he rolls over onto his back, lifting me up as though I weighed nothing. Gently placing me on his ****, I guide him in, feeling him stretch me wide open.
I moan with pleasure, feeling him fill me up. He growls softly, I feel it rumble deep in his chest, vibrating all the way down his body and through mine. He continues to lift me up and then pull me down. He's doing all the work for me, it feels so good, the warmth of the fur, his paws either side of my waist. He is in total control, I'm just nothing compared to his vast size and strength, but I have total trust in him, I know he won't hurt me.
I feel the pace quicken, almost imperceptibly. I slowly stroke myself, feeling myself nearing the point of no return coming closer with every stroke.
I can hear the growl getting louder now, he speeds up even more, forcing me further and further down onto his thick ****. If it wasn't for the fact I my body is reasing so many endorphins, I would probably be screaming in agony. Except I am panting and whining, just like a bitch, begging her mate to fill her up.
His claws dig in deeper, the pain, it's exquisite. It sends me over the edge. My head goes back, I let out a short grunt, I feel my **** explode, covering his chest fur in my seed. I keep stroking, it looks as though I'm trying to rip my **** out. I let out another grunt, another torrent flows forth, then another and another. A drop lands on the beasts muzzle.
He seems confused for a moment. That's what I think. He digs his paws in even harder now and slams me onto his ****, I feel his grumble turn into a roar. He's cumming, oh my god. I can feel in, filling me up. It's indescribable. He's mating with me, he's claimed me.
I feel him slow, his **** still throbbing within me, it seems as though there's no more room for his ***. It's dripping out of me, onto his fur. I reach down, then bring my hand up, tasting him. It's more than I ever expected. It's heaven.
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Originally Posted by violation,Aug 21 2008, 01:09 PM
Don't judge me, bro! You know what? I don't give a **** how tough you are, how well you can fight, or how many ******* guns you own to protect yourself. I'll ******* show up at your house when you aren't at home. I'll turn all the lights on in your house, leave all the water running, open your fridge door and not close it, and turn your gas stove burners on and let them waste gas. I'll turn your air conditioning on high and open all the windows. I'll turn your cable box on and order 20 pay per view channels at once, and I'll pick up your phone and dial a pay-per-minute sex line in Japan. I'm going to run your utility bills up so ******* high that you can't pay them. You're going to start stressing the **** out, your blood pressure will triple, and you'll have a ******* heart attack. You'll go to the hospital for heart operation, and the last thing you'll see when you're being put under in the operating room is me hovering above you, dressed up like a doctor. When you wake up after the operation, you'll be scared for your ******* life, wondering what I did to you while you were being operated on, wondering what ticking time bomb is in your chest waiting to go off. You'll recover fully from your heart surgery. And when you walk out the front door of that hospital to go home, I'll run you over with my ******* car out of nowhere and kill you.
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Originally Posted by violation,Aug 21 2008, 07:46 PM
you really need to be careful how you talk about me on the forum, i dont appreciate it. tone down the disrespect, i dont know where you're from but where i am from, we dont tolerate that. dont even reply to this, just keep your mouth shut.
consider yourself warned.
oh, and just fyi: I have relatives from not so far back that were namibian tribesman. they happen to have fought lions just to become warriors. I dont know what you know about lions but they aren’t like your average cat. I bet you would absolutely **** yourself if you ever saw a real life lion.. especially if you were only holding a sharpened stick and you were naked. come talk to me when some of your family members have gone on the zambutu bibjano; aka the trial of life. until you have done half the **** that they have maybe you shouldnt even talk to me like this. I know you think you’re hard and **** but guess what pal.. u arent. now go grow some namibian genes and we’ll talk about this **** for real.
consider yourself warned.
oh, and just fyi: I have relatives from not so far back that were namibian tribesman. they happen to have fought lions just to become warriors. I dont know what you know about lions but they aren’t like your average cat. I bet you would absolutely **** yourself if you ever saw a real life lion.. especially if you were only holding a sharpened stick and you were naked. come talk to me when some of your family members have gone on the zambutu bibjano; aka the trial of life. until you have done half the **** that they have maybe you shouldnt even talk to me like this. I know you think you’re hard and **** but guess what pal.. u arent. now go grow some namibian genes and we’ll talk about this **** for real.
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08-24-2008, 02:49 PM
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Originally Posted by hustler,Aug 24 2008, 01:43 PM
apparently you just discovered e-thuggery and you're going to post a bunch of amateur garbage, some of which I wrote several years ago. See, I'm the type of person that brings a weapon to a party if I'm planning on fighting. I fight to win no matter what it takes. I'm not afraid to yell that's my purse, I don't know you. I'm NOT afraid to kick someone as hard as i can in the nuts, FROM BEHIND. Yeah, thats right. I would cheap shot the **** out of any of you mother ******* and then id stomp on your face while you were on the ground crying like a bitch. Consider this your death sentence...and yeah, you do not want to **** me off.
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I also like how they all turn their cars into embarrassing shitboxes that i'd be embarrassed to call my own. I doubt any of these **** will ever see a vagina.
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