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[damppanties]

"Your sexual life is over," the doctor told Bob.

 

[dirtylover]

And then Bob began to cry.

 

[damppanties]

"But can't you do something?" he implored.

 

[Guest]

"Considering the damage, you would require extensive plastic surgery, but I could put in artificial balls," said the doctor.

 

[lucky-E-leven]

"Do it!" Bob conceded.

 

[Guest]

Everything went well and Bob woke up with a very small sac that was made up of what little skin was left after the explosion and was filled with two tiny artificial balls.

 

[lucky-E-leven]

Fortunately, Alice preferred small balls and couldn't wait to get them in her mouth.

 

[Guest]

Good thing for Bob.

 

[lucky-E-leven]

Having experienced such major surgery, Bob encouraged Alice to seek sexual satisfaction elsewhere until he was feeling better.

 

[Guest]

"I don't want to go elsewhere, I want you!" cried Alice as she threw herself into his arms.

 

[damppanties]

"I don't know what to say!" said Alice, overcome by emotion.

 

[oggbashan]

Here's one I did earlier...

Basic ABC
A blank: can’t do every former goal.
Help. I’ll juxtapose kind little metrical norms
Or produce quaint really sterile triolets:
Unusual voices warning
Xenophobic youthful zeros.

 

[lucky-E-leven]

"Just say you'll sleep with the milk man, the mail man and the paper boy," Bob demanded.

 

[mcfbridge]

Know how I can contact them?

 

[damppanties]

"Lie out on the porch. Naked."

 

[lucky-E-leven]

"Make sure you're wearing something super sexy and try whistling a catchy tune to catch their attention."

 

[oggbashan]

Never say no to a passing stranger.

 

[jeanne_d_artois]

"Oh! Ohh! Ohhh! Ohhhh!", Alice orgasmed as she writhed under the milkman, "Three pints today, please."

 

[lewdandlicentious]

"Please," interrupted the postman, "can I have a go next?"

 

[Guest]

"Queue up with the rest of us, mate!" replied a jogger - who'd been jogging by.

 

[lewdandlicentious]

"Ruddy hell mate, hurry up will ya???" shouted the paper boy.

 

[Guest]

"Shut up will you, you're putting me off!" yelled the gas man.

 

[lewdandlicentious]

"THAT is not going in there!" yelled Bob.

 

[Guest]

"Under here, then?" pleaded Alice, with a semi-pained, semi-highly aroused look on her face.

 

[lewdandlicentious]

"Very nicely put," said the nearly finished gas man.