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Click hereHe said;
"Sucking hot clits is my only forte
my tongue starts twitching in every way
awaiting the taste of pleasure cum hot
a damn tasty treat fresh from her twat"
He said;
"The bud of her passion is firm and erect
just another invitation,one i`ll never reject
sweet as vanilla her cum flows true
my tongue works furiously lapping up dew
all my aspirations,they will, take me higher
ohhh how i lust for you petalsonfire"
She said;
"So sucking on clits is your only forte
well that sounds good,go ahead suck away
but please add more to your re`sume
PETALSONFIRE JUST LOVES TO PLAY"
The empty house and hot sun fueled by deliciously fragrant fruit drinks with alcohol as a mate made me dizzy, made me fall asleep after my swimsuit wound up on my ankles.A few minutes later I awoke from a repeated dream of a sexual charged , forced incident of my innocence. I couldn't help it. I felt afraid the strong grasp of my nuts would be squeezed even harder if I said no. It was just enough pressure to control me, just enough pain to wonder what's next.Yet as afraid as I was the pressure on my sack had my warm breath escaping faster and faster.. I couldn't stop being violated, hoping it wouldn't stop in that hot car smelling of smoke, whisky, and male sweat in between the school buildings.
That's what started todays pre-come as I spread the sticky, ropes of passion all over the hood of my turgid and hot thriving member.The sun was so bright I t made the sliding glass door look like a mirror away from this area where I had swum nude in the pool earlier.So maybe in memory of that exciting first forced blow job I played and pulled on my banana shaped penus
Such a delightful, entertaining poem. Love both of your skip69 poems. And as for your anonynomous detractor...don't knock it unless you've tried it. Who says love and sex is only for the young?
I challenge whoever has written these comments, on both the poems with my name as a title, to come clean and write to me personally (she probably knows my e-mail address). I shall not take too much offence, but I would like to know who I have wronged by writing to more than one person. What have I done? You have nothing to lose - we are all "anonymous" in spite of having e-mail addresses, and should that person wish to terminate a correspondence it is easy to do so, but PLEASE have the courtesy to say who you are.
There's many a good tune played on an old fiddle, and whoever wrote that comment needs to fiddle. I notice she (?) is anonymous. Coward. Let us know who you really are if you dare! Or are you just a frustrated old bitch?
have some respect girl, hes pushing 70, if that turns you on having sex with an old man then you really are sexually frustrated! May I suggest a vibrator?