JUDO
Flasher
- Joined
- May 1, 2001
- Posts
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Tale of a Tail
With sonnet's muse beside my lustful ear,
I paint inspired by memories so hot,
And shed my clothes as I get wet, my dear.
Please watch as I begin to stir my pot.
Into the bar she jiggled, laughed and swayed.
My breath caught tight, but not as nipple's rocks
As men were spurred and I met eyes of jade,
A grin spoke countless words, but not to cocks.
To me, she flashed a nipple, pink and hard.
By me, she brushed warm breast against my arm.
For me, entreaties spoke let down my guard
And tit-to-tit, we slept in lustful charm.
At morning's light, we loved and bade goodbye.
Who said you couldn't live on milk and pie?
- Judo
With sonnet's muse beside my lustful ear,
I paint inspired by memories so hot,
And shed my clothes as I get wet, my dear.
Please watch as I begin to stir my pot.
Into the bar she jiggled, laughed and swayed.
My breath caught tight, but not as nipple's rocks
As men were spurred and I met eyes of jade,
A grin spoke countless words, but not to cocks.
To me, she flashed a nipple, pink and hard.
By me, she brushed warm breast against my arm.
For me, entreaties spoke let down my guard
And tit-to-tit, we slept in lustful charm.
At morning's light, we loved and bade goodbye.
Who said you couldn't live on milk and pie?
- Judo