Monday, December 12, 2011
Oh heavenly blessed beauty, whose inner beauty is surely more divine and everlasting, I have had a crush on you for years, though before now, I only met you in my dreams. We'll have four aesthetically pleasing children. Actually, no. We can't have pregnancy ruining that flawless body of yours. We'll get a surrogate mother to have them. But we will totally have aesthetic children. So yeah, all you have to do is lay poolside and get a nice tan going while I crunch numbers on the New York Stock Exchange inside our house in the Hamptons. Let me know when we can make the magic happen.
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 8:06 AM
Friday, December 9, 2011
I was wondering if you would accept an engagement of witty banter between two intellectuals? Of course this "engagement" may start off as purely platonic, but my sensual desires will most likely guide our cohesive unity down more erotic, lascivious, and sexual paths that will include, but are not limited to, passionate make out sessions under the star lit sky, dry humping.....I will assert my pure dominance in establishing a realm of absolute sovereignty in your nether regions.
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 7:35 AM
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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Thursday, December 1, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
let's get together overnight, shorty im a pro and you are looking like the prototype, vasita i took your advice, sometimes you gotta blow it twice then shake it up and roll the dice, im cruisin down the road of life, but i need a passenger, appetite for love and ma im hungry like a scavenger, da da damn you the shit, and ill rip my heart out and hand you that shit, and i don't really know how to handle this shit but tonight it's moonlight and candles and shit - i had to channel my inner wayne for you babe ;p
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 11:33 AM
A poem I wrote today...
The sun has risen and fallen, and yet your eyes still haunt me. Fog sets in my brain. A red mist filling my eyes. You are beautiful with a smile that fogs my thoughts.
The moon reflects your beauty. The luminescent moon makes a lunatic out of me. A mad man whose blue eyes shine for you.
Take my hand under the stars, kiss me until we are both breathless, and than let's do it again night after night. After it all...all I will think is you are a beautiful woman. The fog that makes every night magical.
Perhaps I shall hear from the beautiful woman with the intelligent mind.
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 11:13 AM
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
I've been trying to figure your profile out for about 20 minutes now. So I have a theory:
You have self-esteem issues, and possibly an eating disorder, and the messages you get here help you feel pretty. If that's the case, awesome, I love a damaged girl with baggage, they're the wildest in bed ;)
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 4:14 PM
i dont want to give the illusion i want a relationship, because i dont. But a night for us might go a little something like this....
After being at the bar and having a good time we decided it was time to bounce. After the first drink i immediately move in and begin to kiss you. letting my hands roam the whole time. I slowly start to work down your body....well it would go something like that lol.. what do you say?
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 4:05 PM
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
A poem for you:
Eyes like dreams in the winter,
with the sun smiling at the snow creating a light that is a goddess,
a women with a million miles of wonder under her belt,
and skin that makes puppy dog ears envious of how soft you are,
a lovely gem,
twinkling like the stars that make my nights wonderful and amazing,
in my eyes and in the eyes of the angels that speak to you,
for you, anything is possible.
Therefore this is how I say hello.
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 4:27 PM
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
I'll be honest. I'm a nymphomaniac. I'm looking for a hardcore undercover girl who likes to be selfishly massaged. If you like to be pleased then look at my profile and message me back if you like what you see.
I'm not an empty shell. I love scuba.
P.s. Your body is super hot
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 8:24 PM
Hey! Maybe after we get to know each other we can have a little fun. Maybe it would go a little something like this...
I would start out kissing and caressing your calves. Little by little I would inch my way up until I got to your inner thighs. So sensitive to my touch and lips you are beginning to get very hot at this point, and I know this so I will make you wait a little while for what you are craving. I will keep kissing, and touching, and teasing you........(THIS MESSAGE WAS TOO GRAPHIC TO POST EVERY DETAIL).....
We are both satisfied, but not fully so we start over again.
I would really like to make this happen... often.
Posted by Douchebag Hunter at 3:09 PM