"What's 'girl goo' I asked, unawares
So my girlfriend kicked me downstairs
I gathered my nuts
With no ifs-ands-or-buts
And shoved into her browny backstairs
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
Is it a sexual essential
To have ample fluids evidential
Or can it be neat
And not wet the sheet
And still reach it's ultimate potential?
A sweet German lady named Dina
Was blessed with a juicy vagina
If you touched the right spot
It would make her so hot
That you could hear it sizzle in China
To those who profess here to know
what labels are most apropos
I'd like to defer
from pornographer
to fundus of erotic flow
Quote by kistinspencil
To those who profess here to know
what labels are most apropos
I'd like to defer
from pornographer
to fundus of erotic flow
Very er-u-dite Kistin! Impressive!
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
They said I was only a pornographer
And degrading whenever I snogged with her
I turned over a new leaf
And took up a new brief
I'm now a lecherous photographer!
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
Quote by JamesLlewellyn
Very er-u-dite Kistin! Impressive!
Not just another pretty picture, as Miss Pixel will aver (when suitably bribed, of course).
I once knew a lesbian flapper
Who let a photographer trap her
Annie Leibovitz knew
It was easy to do
She'd never say no to a snapper.
Kistin's camera has seen many a thing
And erotic thoughts to mind those bring
It can't be denied
That stirring inside
Images often provide quite a zing!
The hooker said: "My, you are tall"
"So why is your trumpet so small?"
"Oh well", said the lad
"Maybe you should have said"
"I was going to play in a hall"
I'm careful when shooting at night
getting flash and focus just right
I won't make a buck
if who in the fuck
isn't clearly revealed outright
I jerked upright when the flash hit my face
And wondered who had spotted us in this place
Turned round in a trice
Hoping to make nice
But instead wound up in disgrace!
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
I dragged her ’cross the bedroom and all
To make sure that she took the fall
I tied her in place
And came on her face
Then posted the photos in the mall
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
A fellow named Rob once said
"Picts, or it's all in your head"
Some were received
His goal then achieved
He took them quickly to bed
.
(Rob-D, by the way)
"Let's have an affair!"
She said with a flair
She jumped me to ride
My cock up inside
So I came in her sweet derrière.
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
A couple of classics (not written by me):
.
There once was a man name of Derkin
Addicted to jerkin' his gerkin
His wife said, "Now Derkin,
"By jerkin' your gerkin,
"You're shirkin' your firkin'…you bastard!"
.
And the world's dirtiest limerick, where all the really filthy words are bleeped out:
.
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-FUCK!
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
There once was a pretty large caiman
Who went to a gay bar in Bremen
Crawled amazingly smooth
In a glory hole booth
Said: "I'm going to dine on some gay men".
(again, a classic – not mine)
.
There once was a queer of Khartoum
Who took a lesbian up to his room
And they argued all night
About who had the right
To do what, and with which, and to whom.
An incredibly talented, but exceptionally modest Polar Bear, often mischievous, but never malicious!
A lusty madame from Bombay
Needed it five times a day
To take care of her need
She laid down in the street
And let every man have his way
Quote by JamesLlewellyn
(again, a classic – not mine)
.
There once was a queer of Khartoum
Who took a lesbian up to his room
And they argued all night
About who had the right
To do what, and with which, and to whom.
A straight fellow entered that fray
Why, it's impossible to say
It increased the rejections
Of unwanted connections
And they argued throughout the next day.
.
Then a girl wandered in by chance
And the straight guy expected romance
But he was no match
For the appeal of snatch
And she soon did that old sapphic dance.
.
That left those unwanted dicks
Watching the cavorting chicks
It was hot for the straight
And the gay guy said "Mate
Keep looking and I'll give you licks."
.
So the straight guy lay down on the bed
While accepting some marvelous head
"It's not really gay
If I get off this way
But don't finger my bottom" he said.
We she got the salami he bought
She asked: "Shall I slice it or not?"
He said to the gal
"My ass may be small
But a shuffleboard it is not"
Two ladies both madly loved Alice
who they vied for, causing much malice
So decided the pair
Their own bodies they'd share
while watching her play with a phallus
There was an old domme named Miss Claire
who preferred girls young and quite fair
Her belted black spike
would give them a hike
thus making them peak in the air
Young Kistin plays with her pencil
In a way that you have to call sensual
Though she doesn't do males
She likes monkey's tails
That can flex in a manner prehensile.
My human that you call Ms Kistin
constantly requires forgivin'
for skipping my treats
while dreaming of teats
and new ways two girls can do sinnin'
Miss Pixel, as you know, is my cat.
Preening herself, then napping? Down pat.
For treats she's a whore,
who always wants more.
Wish I had some girl pussy like that.
A man with a swarthy complexion
Was preceded by his erection
She knew he was coming
Because of his plumbing
Pointing right in her direction
.
(Thanks for the lead, Steve!)
Seems Sandra has stirred up the nest
Of Limericks good, better, and best
Some being lewd
Others subdued
But with most being naughty we're blessed
Kistin's kitty is a subject of note
Rhymes lyrical about her were wrote
As long as she purrs
And pleasure occurs
Clawed or not we'll later denote
When his his wedding ring slipped off inside her
His search field got wider and wider
Until he bumped with his head
Into an stranger who said
"Give it up, I can't find my horse either"
