Buddy this!! (Sex & Suffering III)

 

Africa have always accentuated sex as a racial edge, it is our braggart in sports, an egotism that directs most conversation to our phallus, a rather reductionism since it is a titilate tool not a pestle.
You want to destroy a country repress it

You see Aliester Crowley and his sex magic and stare at the eye of reppresion and see madnesses it teeters repeatedly at the edge of insanity, ire for orgasms and one marvels at the depravity it can fathom. The women comes to terms with permeation and invasive nature of her sex, the enshrined vulnerability become canopy institutes guile.

The goal is to allow it execution and exhaustion mentally in reading, hard to execute or convey in an uneducated Africa semen might be our bog.
Our brains are big, it excreta big also every 3 minutes a rape happens in India but only among the uneducated, so we need streamlined education even for the sexual, Sex is the reason for the war in Gaza the women births but she'd rather cum.

In that noose swaddle her life, could she detach her vulva and put it in a steel piston she doesn't want the children she wants the cum.
Reading makes our erogenous zones that much sensitive, brain packing blood into the brain and nerves, controls and also exhaust. In reading and our cums are once and final, Hence spirituality.

Sex is sweet with either dates and honey, the sweats and grunts mostly dry and bland
India gave us the Kamasutra and education the bedrock of every facet of civilization, but Africa believe sex is suffering, you aren't sexual until you are wringed.
Touch yourself while you read, and iron out the stop gaps in your psyche, ejaculatory prayers try but they don't fully excrete sexually, you see a woman jumping up and down in the church she's dangling her breast to stimulate orgasm,
She wants to fuck.

Sex is a frequency it can be done without being done there is so much sex is lying down in a blanket naked watching a romcom with biscuits 

Let us learn from the swedes we shouldn't be planting cassava and eating starch all man need is fruits fish and vegetables, books and music.
This sex was all we thought we had and we didn't even have it.
Heavy food makes us heavy mentally, light food pumps blood to our erogenous zones, garlic onions and dates, fish and potatoes, pasta and vegetables, pear and cucumber and what do you have; sluices of liquid sugar.

The body isn't something to be bitten a gash off 
It rubs fingers on the lips of a mouth threatening a bite and it bites a gentle and you kiss the spot, because love is coy 
This body is an ocean of nerves but depraved sex like excreta don't get remembered I remember every sensation of a toe play 
It licks a nipple tease a demur and licks on it again.
It hold a face and kiss the lower lip only, bring out your tongue it says and sucks on it 
It requires a mental level, an understanding of the fickleness of life love this world would feel like butter it's lightness 
Teach me how to fuck teach me how to love I don't know how to work my own body should say Africa 
Get high with your lover and play the music loud, bath in that sound and stare at her breast, bend and kiss flesh of my flesh 
Which is why I don't understand homosexuality all love was already homosexual basically 

It's want for crave list mental, onus elitist cultic we had Abridge that gap between men and women, Africa could be Vietnam poor
Love child are eugenics, love children carry the DNA and them some, the difference between tribes, "Do comot there no be food" na food actually you don't eat as much when you are in love, All Africa ever had was dirtiness 
Even the sex we braved we haven't even fully mastered. So education lies at the bedrock of every facet of our existence and even sex. Sex and not retardation by sweetness animalism and suffering

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