What in the world my dear Ping were you thinking?
She asked as his fingers around his thing were linking
What in the world my dear Ping were you thinking?
She asked as his fingers around his thing were linking
Roses are red
Thoughts wander wide
Vanilla's okay
So's being fucked cross-eyed
Then in a sure, swift movement, she mounted his hard, thick cock
Can he get it out of first gear?
There was once a nurse from Canads
Ogden Nash thought she looked like a Panada
A Panada again?
Making me arch my back as he gripped and pulled my hair
...fuckery was involved by two...
mmmm perfect Lynn... please
Oh dear, the next one I forgot
But there are dear friends who did not
Just take your time
spanking Ginger until it's my turn to be spanked
...they can share their deepest...
won't pass on fucking Ginger
Roses are red
Sundays can be best
Lazying in bed
Giving fingers a test
I picked up her panties, watching her ride him hard
Dear Juli, my Juli. How are you?
This beautiful day on the bayou
I'm great thank you Ping
A smooch and screw... the properly placed slap is optional ;-)
Didn't you say they were off-target?
With a smile they roll into each other, resuming last night's fun
Reveals love - ever greening
Bursts of colors
With flowers released
Of their perfume
All lovers dream
First days of Spring
There was chocolate all over her face
Actually all over the place
But too much is not good
He said as he stood
American Gods - Neil Gaiman
Shared thoughts of hidden desires
Roses are red
Time for more posts
I've been quite tardy
And missed all your roasts
