Roses are red
Ladies beware
Things that hide in the dark
may be stalking you there
Perhaps secretly hiding
Right under your bed
Maybe watching you play
While their mind's going mad
The may just be there
Waiting for a change of their luck
For the chance to join in
For a kiss and a fuck
I don't really know her, but I like what she shows of herself in the forum, so yes, fond of her.
Guilty, in fact, I consider a few of my lush friends best friends, even without physically meeting them.
You've lost good friends, because of choices you've had to make
Ejaculate there, where it please my partner most. I can't enjoy, if she doesn't.
Hard and fast or slow and gentle?
I have no idea if that is true, I have met intelligent men and women, but have experienced nothing to make me believe one gender is structurally more intelligent than the other.
Trump's wall will kill much of the wildlife on the American side of the Rio Grande, because it will be cut off from their life sustaining water supply.
Grow wings and fly away with her
Heidi will have trouble sitting
Such a sin
That prejudices
Build the walls
We use to hide
And what a shame
That way to often
Or choice to hide
Is justified
If only we
Could drop our guard
Just far enough
To truly see
Just far enough
To let some kindness
Find it's way
'tween you and me
Would it not make
Our lives much better
If we were not
Afraid to give
So shed your fear
And let us make
This world a nicer
Place to live
Love a hoodie
Monopoly or Risk?
Mind if I add myself to the mix?
Roses are red
Would I be seen
If I switched off the lights
And slipped in between?
I'd be an idiot to say no to Rosie and Myra
At the moment? Guilty, it has been a while since real sex with another person happened, so fantasy rules.
Your first time happened with someone you least expected it from.
Sort of True. I don't know if it weakened the sport, but it did weaken the bond between team and supporters, at least for me. I used to go to football matches, because the team I liked consisted of guys from my town, they were our team. Nowadays more than half the team doesn't even speak my language, they're complete strangers from faraway countries, and the guys from my town who are good enough, play in England, Spain, or some other faraway country because the club can't afford them anymore. Teams have become favourite brands, and we don't really care who's in it, as long as they wear the right colours and perform.
You think the amounts of money sportsmen earn nowadays are ridiculously high, to the point, they can drive a club into bankruptcy.
It's hard to pick one, because there are so many out there. There is one however, that really touched me as a father of girls. On top of that, I think it's rather unique in form.
It's Not Easy Being A Girl...Sometimes, by AvrgBlkGrl.
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#59 please
Roses are red
Heidi all nude
We'd all love to see
Every gall, every dude
We'd all closely watch her
And enjoy it so much
But who'd be the first one
Who started to touch?
No
Have you ever encountered a stranger and at first sight decided, that you'd like to have sex with them, and if so did you, or at least, try to?
Roses are red
But my world is grey
I wish that this bloody
Cold mist goes away
If Ginger and Lynn had a baby
I'd be quite a trick, maybe
But with a donor like G
Roses are red
Now let's get undressed
It's been way to long
Since all of us messed
In the throes of our passion
And a frenzy of lust
In the name of this thread
I believe that we must
When our hearts are apart
With an ocean between
When our only connection
Are some words on a screen
Still the love that we share
Is as deep as the sea
And as vast as the ocean
That's between you and me
It stems from the old days, when missionaries went out to turn "poor ignorant natives" into "good Christians". Part of their message was, that sex was only for reproduction, not for pleasure, and that the only acceptable position for a good Christian was with the man on top of the woman, facing her. Hence the name missionary position.
Oops, forgot it was ask the girls.. sorry
Tonya is a sweet and caring woman, who managed to remain warm and open, in spite of the crap life threw on her path.