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trevorm
trevorm
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BANGKOK

Hotel window, streets full of life
Neon lights flashing, food smells rife

Gridlocked traffic moving at last
At 7pm the worst is past

A knock at the door, will I come
Out on the town with Dave and chum

Why don't you come on our red light trawl?
Well, I prefer to watch the rush hour crawl

But they get their way, Dave and Roy
And I'd love to meet a ladyboy

I shine my teeth, spray my pits
And see to all the other bits

And soon we're out there, on the hunt
In search of tit and fragrant cunt

Except for me, though I do like tit
I'm just unsure about the other bit

But Thailand culture is diverse and grand
With so many ways to make cocks stand

So I'll live the dream of tits and dick
And find myself that Bangkok trick

We enter a bar, pretty girls smile
We order our drinks and sit meanwhile

Our cocktails are served, I sup and stare
A doll at the bar with long black hair

The lads both grow in trepidation
They put two-and-two and make the equation

Thus they agree, we're in the wrong place
But I just love that Su-Wong face

They're going to find a proper pair
But I can stay put if I dare

So I stay and watch the ladyboy show
While into the night they off and go

Satin and lace, burlesque and bold,
Sequins and smiles, a hand I hold

I take her back, the porter I tip
He knows we're not just up for the kip

We sit on the bed and smoke some dope
I'd like to give up but there's no hope

My head soon swims, but her beauty is real
Her skirt is riding, I go for a feel

Gauzy stockings and soft warm flesh
Is bound to make a man feel fresh

In my arms I take her, perfume smells divine
The promise in her kiss, says that she is mine

My sweating hand wanders, finds the pantied cock
Another night of happiness in wonderful Bangkok

trevorm
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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
SOUPS ON THE PUDDIN IS HOT

cities vary, signs point to stop, TK U MLJ LV NV

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