World's Most Perfect Vagina

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The search for perfection was his goal
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erectus123
erectus123
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WORLD'S MOST PERFECT VAGINA

From distant foreign web sites
My best friend spent many nights
Looking at female graces
breasts and ass and pussy faces
One vagina stood right out
My dear friend began to shout
"That puss is the most beautiful I've seen
Never so seductive have I gleaned
The pussy lips so well defined
Articulated in design
They lie upon her flesh so rare
Not even a single pubic hair
Her clit is in the middle resting
It seems to say it needed testing
Like a museum painting on the wall
I must give this vagina a call"

And so began at feverous pace
Arrangements for their first date
She arrived at the airport in a few weeks
Not a word of English did she speak
They communicated by Iphone
He never left her alone
For fear another might steal
The pussy that was to be his meal
Her tits were small but full of grace
She had a pretty childlike face
Her ass was neither big nor small
Quite normal if you'd seen them all
Her legs well formed divided there
And true to form there was no hair

But the pussy was a Mona Lisa
Perfect it was and it did please her
To run naked round his castle grounds
Making sexy seductive sounds
He grabbed her and ate from the vine
That perfect pussy was so fine
Convinced it was exceptional he stuck
His big cock in and tried to fuck
It was so tight he had to lick
and even spit upon his prick
But with time they found mutual accommodation
He swore It was the best pussy in the nation

My dear friend died in coitus bliss
He gave his love one last kiss
As his eyes closed she did confess
Dearest love, my life was a mess
In fact I once was a pretty boy
My perfect cunt was fashioned in joy
By a surgeon, an artist of great skill
What he constructed, gave you your thrill"

We buried my bud under two giant stones
Upon one was written, "No More He Bones"
The other stone was skillfully engraved
from an photo illustration he had saved
of her vagina in detail microscopic
of this beauty from the isle tropic
Women who see this cunt so rare
In frustration pull out their hair
They know full well they'll not compare
Below the perfect vagina, was written there,
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"Dear brothers, who will search to find
a goddess vagina of this rare kind
Beware that there are side effects
To fucking that you don't expect
But after all is said and done
Death can not compare to the fun
or the excitement of the hunt
I'd die ten time to fuck that cunt"

erectus123
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tazz317tazz317over 4 years ago
A VOYEUR WHO TRAVELS

who is unable to decipher the sexes and anatomys. TK U MLJ LV NV

AnonymousAnonymousover 4 years ago
rollicking good fun

and so true

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