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hahahhaha... I like to remember my beatings, m'friend.

And I like to remember the distinct taste and smell of each cum load in such scenes like 10 Man Cum Slam. One chunky and sweet, another watery, another bitter, another thick with no taste, another dark yellow and smokey assuming the dude is a chronic cigarette smoker.

Yea... those vile memories is what makes the experience of whore land amusing and fun. Cuz you can share them with people you know would cringe or freak out if you told them stories. Its beautiful like CAOH makin love to his right hand man... but in his case he invisions his right hand griped on his penis as a tight Cherry Poppins throat hole in Gag Factor.

I guess it could be hot violating a xanax junkie because you could plunge her a good one for a few minutes before she even reacts to it so you can get away with a lot more before she barks about it. Damn... maybe more whores should do this... where can I become a dealer?




Get a compass and drive two hours south/southeast across the Border...in MEXICO, for like a 50 dollar doctor visit...you can get a script for any schedule III (Vicodin, Valium) or Schedule IV(Xanax) pill out there and bring back a PERSONAL 90 day supply (about 270 pills MAX) ... of course, if you are really daring, enterprising and ingenius you could shove a flawlessly SEALED container of some sorts up your cooch or ass and smuggle them in like a mule, but the danger is of course if your flawlessly sealed container/baggie has a "flaw" in it...this happened to Johnny Cash once with a SHITLOAD of Valium, which he tried to hide in a wound dressing on his stomach...problem was the pills fused into his skin wound and he was in a coma no one could figure out for 5 days.

There is also the risky "online-Offshore" pharmacy route, but if you get busted / nailed you go into the DEA's Computer and after that you will have a hard time buying Flintstone's Chewables.

Seriously, chicks with TOLERANCE to these pills are actually GREAT fucks/sex nymphos, provided you get them at the right time after dosing...the pills take the place of their naturally occuring endorphins (pleasure hormones closely linked to sexual desire/pleasure) so that to them, their Pills/Drugs become synonymous with SEX!

I used to pop a boner whenever someone said the word MORPHINE around me...like Frau Blucher and the Horses, except in my case instead of "Neigh!!!', my prick simply went "Boing"....