Or should we fly Kami out to spank her ... how many times???

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P.S. Teagan, don't worry. You're still my #1 girl.

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Hope That You Get Alot of Gifts and Ass

Silent Jay - Host of the NON-Televised "Silent Jay Show"

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Oh...

I mean -- Happy Birthday!

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It's like LL Cool J, the poet, our modern-day Milton, says:

I went to the high school about three o'clock
To try to catch a cutie ridin' my jock
My homeboy's jeep, the system blastin'
Cold forty dogs, smilin' and laughin'
Girls all over, the kind I adore
I felt like a kid in a candy store
That's when I seen her
Her name was Brenda
She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember
I said to my man, "Stop the jeep"
She's only senteen but, yo, don't sleep
I kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by the fire"
I put the big booty on a bearskin rug
She gave me a kiss, I have her a hug
I said to the girl, "them young boys ain't nothin'
You want to get freaky, let me kiss your belly button"
I circled it and teased it and made her squeal
Grabbed a pack of bullets and pulled out the steel
When I was through, I wiped the sweat from my eyes
When to the kitchen and got some sweet potato pies
Tina busted in my house while I was eatin'
You know what I said
Too bad you caught me cheatin', but...

BRENDA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But BRENDA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
BRENDA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But BRENDA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you

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First..all your slutty girlfriends pick you up for a party..suddenly they throw you in a large cargo van and handcuff you with your arms overhead to the ceiling in the center of the van and blindfold you..

you like to watch but now you can't see...doors are opening and closing..you hear voices muted..how many you wonder..who is there??

you feel hands touching you..then not...you wait..its quiet but you hear rustling sounds..what is going on?

..then you hear the sounds you love so much...all around you..sucking..fingering ...hear the slapping wetness you love and now you feel it dripping down your leg..stop..you can't stop it...you dont want it to stop..you want to see..but you cant..not yet...how long have I been here..you are trying to grind your crotch..twisting with your legs but you cant quite make it..

..more groaning..bodies slapping...fucking..spanking..pleading sounds..wanting more..harder..faster..slower..yes the grunting fucking sounds of sexual animals..people cumming all around you...cumming..gasping..creaming..

you want to see but all you can do is hear..you want to know who is there..who is fucking...suddenly you are touched....stroked..slapped...your mouth is held open..a tongue probes your face..your clothes are ripped off..you are naked...how many are here..who are they...soo many hands on me now..is that a cock..is that a tongue..what is that..

they are feeling you..you tell them to stop!!..they stop.....silence...

..then you cannot help yourself...you beg...please..dont stop....you feel your muscles contracting against the handcuffs...you're twisting to try and get your clitty off...you beg for them to touch you and feel you..you want it soo badly..Please, you beg...touch me..feel me...eat me..fuck me...

you get nothing....total silence...

then doors opening..closing..more silence....time stands still..who is there..anyone..you beg for more..can anyone hear you?

then you feel...hands...on your ass..your tits..squeezing your nipples..spanking your ass..opening it..exploring between your legs..feeling you open wide and soaking and draining down my legs..you are crying..groaning..you cannot help it..you want it sooo bad..please more

then a soft sweet voice you know and love whispers..you belong to me now..I bought you and I own you...you are now my slave ...you are my slut...

Happy fucking birthday Mason!

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Well, Happy Birthday Mason!
All the best, both through the business prism and through the "I'm desperately in love with a sexy, well hung brit" prism :)

Cheers from the country of wine, cheese, Marc Dorcel and Jacques Chirac!

Sincerely,
G.

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And no, Jules I' am still not related to Mason!

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Yours in smut,
Brandon

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Cinema, in all its myriad manifestations, is simply an expression of our humanity, be it a Nicolas Roeg film, a Friday night sitcom, or a Gregory Dark porno. And although many out there may challenge this on a variety of levels--not the least of which is financial, simple-mindedness, peer pressure, or spiritual delusion--truth be told pornography is perhaps the most honest manifestation of who and what we are. Say whatever you will, we may not all kill, live in a penthouse apartment, or search for the Holy Grail, but we all FUCK. And, oh yeah, we fuck in the most unconventional and at times distasteful of ways.

When the cold, hard reflection of this though stares us in the face (even innocently) we want to turn away, cast a repugnant eye, and kind of bury it in this bad place where we store all our repressed fears, confusions, and guilty sexual pleasures.

But in those deep dark private hours when no one is watching, with trembling hands we sneak into the garden and dig them up, devouring them like a voracious animal, celebrating them as the greatest and most profound reasons for our existence. And yes they may be mere moments, but perhaps they are the most self-defining moments we will ever experience. And although we will deny it later, we will return and dig them up again and again just to experience them again and again.

And it is there in that buried treasure that we find the genius and artistry of Mason, along with the most ballsiest and uncompromising pornographers of our time.

Mason, you are a gem. Happy Birthday, my good friend, and never ever change. You understand porn more than 99% of the directors in this business.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Love,
Thomas Zupko

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My birthday is next month and you know what I would LOVE more than anything in the whole wide world? To feel you up, under the shirt, under the bra... because girl friend... they are SPECTACULAR!!

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Zupko, that is a beautiful statement man. Truly beautiful.

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Nevertheless, we the French appreciate your effort to spread our (rather complicated) language within the US, thus making a nice attempt at bringing our two countries back together after a troubled period.
Unless... Wait a minute, aren't you just practicing to be ready in time for our own Melissa Lauren's next stay in the valley?

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Actually, what we all wish to Mason is : Bon anniversaire!!!

Do not worry, i m gonna make you practice language as soon as i m back in the valley. June 23rd.
Each time you make a mistake, i ll have you doing hundreds of push-ups, as punishment.

You should better get ready!!!

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Edited by - GuiM on 5/19/2004 6:43:30 AM

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I would love to bring France and USA together and so be a diplomatic agent.

But Brandon is Canadian ;-)

Anyway, i am for the expansion of international body language.

Melissa Lauren

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I should have guessed when I noticed one day that he had number 99 as part of his e-mail address.
This must mean that Brandon is the Wayne Gretzky of sexual pounding - even if his style sometimes seems to bare more similarities with Dave "Tiger" Williams'!

(Just kidding, I've read nothing but good comments about Brandon's behaviour off screen, and I know he isn't a mean guy.)

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(or is that "piece" keeper?)

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