Mildred is a wild young Filipina who loves getting screwed hard in the ass and having her pussy filled up with jizz.
Mildred: Any Given Trike Ride
This episode’s got it all guys. LBFMs don’t come any hotter than Mildred here. She actually picked up ME in a trike; that’s a TP first I think. A fantastic body, agreeable attitude and most importantly, all three holes open for business!
But instead of a long, blow-by-blow account, an old friend contacted us this past week and wanted to deliver a mid-year message to us all. It’s sometimes good for us to re-focus on the things that matter most in life, wouldn’t you say? Without further ado, here goes:
“I don’t know what to say really. We are living in a time which is crucial to our male existence. It all comes down to right now.
Either you start acting like the unforgiving, pussy-taking monger we were all born to be, or we, as the male species, are going to crumble… dick-shriveling inch by dick-shriveling inch, pussy-whipped day by pussy-whipped day, till we’re finished, and our balls may as well be cut off and hung from clotheslines by our estrogen-fueled masters.
You are in a pathetic, pussyless hell right now, gentlemen, believe me. And you can stay there and get the testosterone kicked out of you, or you can fight your way back into the light of the hardcore whore-mongering lifestyle, where men can still be men.
I’m here to tell you that you can climb out of that cold, western cunt-kissing hell. One sweet LBFM pussy at a time.
Now I can’t do it for you. I’ve had to go into hiding because I’ve bestowed upon the World this shrine for LBFM pussy-lovers website you see before you, and some people didn’t like that.
But I still lurk around, believe me, and I see you mens’ faces, and I think, there is still hope for us. There are still guys who have found “the way”, but are there enough? Can they spread the good word far and wide enough so the rest of our unenlightened species can break out of their feminist chains back in the so-called “civilized” World?
I mean, I made every right choice a young man could make. I cashed in on my love of whore-mongering by sharing it with the World, believe it or not. I chased off any scamming baby’s Mommas or drama-queens who tried to entrap me. And lately, I love the sandy-haired, sun-soaked, often rum-drunk face I see in the mirror.
You know when you get hemmed up by a woman in life, things get taken from you. Namely, your freedom to seek out and destroy all vaginal lifeforms you come across. They try to tell you that’s just part of life. But all you really learn is that you’re getting less and less pussy than you did before.
You find out that feminine masterhood is just a game of inches. So is male mongering. Because in either game—-subservience to Amazonians or empowering pussy-getting travel—-the margin for error is so small.
I mean, one cumshot too early or too deep, you’re fucked for life. One trike ride a half-second too slow or too fast, you miss that perfect stunner, or don’t quite catch her. The inches we need are everywhere around us. Some of us have more inches to work with than others, but they are there. They are in every fleshly fold of vaginal or anal skin we encounter. So use them Brothers. Every minute, every second, while on this ball-crushing Earth we live on.
As male homo sapiens, we must also fight for that perfect ball-draining nut. We must tear womanly skin tissue to pieces, on every pussy around us, for that nut. We must bash LBFM anal cavities with our cocks for that nut. ‘Cause we know, when we add up all those nuts, that’s going to make the fucking difference between freedom and serfdom. Between pussy-whipping and pussy-whipped!
I’ll tell you this, in any societal battle of the sexes, it is the guy who is willing to go the extra 8,000 miles who is going to bust more nuts. And I know, if I am going to have any life anymore it is because, I am still willing to sit on an airplane for 20+ hours for that nut, because that is what LIVING is. Those warm, slippery wet passages of newly conquered exotic pussy in a foreign land.
Now I can’t make you do it. You gotta look at the fat, tyrannical whale next to you. Look into her sweaty, heaving axe-wound, if you can find it. I don’t think you are going to see a sweet young lass who will graciously give that nut to you anytime you want it. You are not going to see a girl who would sacrifice her holiest of holes for your nut, because, until now, she knows when it comes down to it, you will take your pussy-whipping like a good little “civilized” man.
That’s the message, gentlemen. So either we sack up now, as cock-swinging, vulva-vulturing, semen-splattering MEN, or we shrivel and shrink back into our ogress’ drudgery as obedient cunt-conforming and perpetually dry little peckers.
That’s life guys.
That’s all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?”
Trike Patrol, Founder