I can picture it now!
Nails bitten so far down that blood spurts out with the typing of every letter. Each wrinkle is filled with cum and dirt creating a horror movie effect, nails untrimmed,goatee beard way out of control, greasy forehead and hair from the lack of washing, sweat pouring from every crevice as he shouts repeatedly at the screen when you post back to him.
His room is dark as the bulb has gone, only candles provide light whilst he munches week old pizza in fear he will miss a reply. The waste paper bin has been used as a toilet, and flies are buzzing around the room. The stench of 1 week of continuous meltdowns surrounds him and the fact that one day soon he will have to see himself in the mirror fills him with sheer terror.
This 234lb 5ft blob chucks down black coffee in an attempt to stay awake. Suddenly he hears someone walking quickly towards his room! He starts shaking and a shadow appears below his door!!! The door opens slowly and creeks round, it takes an age, hundreds of gruesome thoughts go through his mind, am I dead is it a demon to take me to hell for wanking over young boys?
NO ITS ME DRESSED IN ONLY A FEATHER BOA!!! i SLAP HIM ABOUT THE FACE PUSH HIS MONITOR ON THE FLOOR AND BEND HIM OVER THE DESK AND BUGGERED HIM HARD!!!!!!!!!
TA TA
ps yes I know your thinking his ass was shitty, it was, I made him clean it off with his mouth after as is standard procedure of course.
