There once was a girl from Mahmood Whose boyfriend was kind of a prude She asked him for oral But he was too moral To dine on thedevil's snackfood. © 2016 Selena Kitt. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission...
I want to straddle your head Yes, you heard me I want to straddle your head I want to be the mystery In the history That makes you wonder I want to be the Query behind the thought process That makes you wonder I want to be the idea that runs around in your head all...
Lap my organ My lap organ Lap lap lap © 2015 Daddy X. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.
There once was a Harden named Rod Who gave me a wink and a nod I found myself bound And hung upside down In his dungeon out on Cape Cod. © 2016 S.C. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the...
Prestidigitation Slight of hand that is. That's what happens When your hands get near my thighs Yeah, they disappear. You want to make it to my slick Wetness, But you also want to get warm. So my warm Wetness is what you find You fondle Your finger disappears I feel...
When we played the team from old Mass, Their cheerleader was such a sweet lass. As I dropped back to punt She flashed me her cunt So I missed and fell on my ass. © 2016 Daddy X. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written...
He comes to me in the night a silent padding from the shadows Comes a-slink through an open window silent as a thief Perches upon the foot of my bed and watches me with eyes ablaze tail swaying lazily Does he see me as prey or does he wait for me to pounce? My senses...
My vision it’s restricted My pain is predicted A sleight of hand Left me a’tanned Feeling all sorts of conflicted © 2016 Ginger Segreti. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author. About the...
upon the roofby John Egravel scratched her assshe thrusts up whispers tenement tenement wire strung from a wooden pole a party asking to be snuck out of panties yanked away he's between thighsthe boy she thought a man remembers sunset over the palisades his jeans to...
ny girlby John Esome snapshot i found reminded me of the sweet little crippled girl i knew back east in the city and the days and nights on my mattress on the floor and the hitching through snowstorms together that bottle of wine chilled in snow on the sill i could...