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all this doesn't mean i'm a bad person i've never been unfaithful to you physically but in imagination i've tugged on the unsullied cocks of seminarians and punctured the hymens of novice divinity in imagination i've spurted well nourished semen into the wombs of the dispossessed and sucked the clitori of a thousand untouchables in imagination i've roamed the slums of south america impregnating or not the drugged and anomic have tasted the slits of fat rich women the wives and mistresses of dictators and charlatans in imagination i've slithered through the jungles of asia and buried my tongue in the anuses of farm daughters whose hands bore the hard skin of slavery in imagination i've gone disguised as a priest to africa and taken thick black pagan cocks in my ass have sodomised the female guards of auschwitz and wiped my cock with deutschmarks so sometimes when you ask me what i'm thinking i say nothing |  |