Quotes About Temptation

Perhaps the blood that was flooding into his dick, bringing it to full erection, was starving his brain of oxygen.

Turned to religion in times of temptation.

and work meant an end to my diet of lotus flowers.

Okay, pretty boy, you're going to get fucked.

Ever had two men at the same time, Bertrand? Up that neat little ass?" "Oh, Mitch," he said, in a way that could easily have meant yes or no.

As the blood flowed back to his brain, he turned back into the rather formal young man I had worked so hard to corrupt.

Do your worst, Johnson. Fuck me if you want.

What did I know about Bertrand, apart from the fact that his ass fit my dick like a glove?

That is the finest piece of ass I've ever seen in all my days," he said. "You sure you want me to fuck it? Almost seems a shame.

First, I will suck you." I'm not sure whether this direct statement was just the European way, or if his English was inadequate to express anything more complicated, but in any case he dropped to his knees and started unbuttoning my fly.

I may have entered that room a timid virgin, but by the time I left it I was a fully committed, cock-hungry slut. From my first taste of Mick's cock, with its mixture of sweat and piss and precum, I was hooked.

Come on, Jack. Open your mouth and suck it.

You ready to be fucked, Jack?

I can't get them in as well, you greedy little bastard.

When people make a contract with the devil and give him an air-conditioned office to work in, he doesn't go back home easily.

The power of the dark side is an illness no true Sith would wish to be cured of.

The postman always rings twice.

I ripped all her clothes off. She twisted and turned, slow, so they would slip out from under her. Then she closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Her hair was falling over her shoulders in snaky curls. Her eye was all black, and her breasts weren't drawn up and pointing up at me, but soft, and spread out in two big pink splotches. She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money's worth that night.

She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money's worth that night.

Satan mounts his mutiny against God through a deceitful stronghold: God is untrustworthy. In subtle and not-so-subtle ways, he places God's heart on trial by whispering insidious lies: "God is holding back on you. He wants you to jump through hoops in order to earn His love. He's stingy. He doesn't have your best interest in mind. You're better off trusting in yourself. Your resources and functional saviors work better then waiting and trusting in Him.

Sin does not remain a contented servant; it seeks to seize and master its participants.

Satan's kryptonite is separation through slander. He slanders God to us and us to God.

Don't get a bad attitude like they did back in the wilderness, or you're going to be joining them.

Too often, we think of sin as self-contained, point-in-time choices with no interconnection or momentum. But sin refuses to remain contained in the moment it is conceived.