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Just on the border of 'Slutdom',
She tormented and teased yet felt it was fun,
she never let go
Rubbed, till it was sore
that just about cured her boredom.
 
Writing lim'ricks can be rather dull,
if for words you have to mull.
No rhyme, no reason,
could well be the season
 
Writing lim'ricks can be rather dull,
if for words you have to mull.
No rhyme, no reason,
could well be the season.
Anything to break from this lull.
 
It was then she met Billy Bob
All at once she started to sob
"Nothing personal", she said
"Just thoughts going through my head"
 
It was then she met Billy Bob
All at once she started to sob
"Nothing personal", she said
"Just thoughts going through my head"
then she started to fondle his knob.
 
She eyed his bulge at work one day
With a sudden urge she wanted to play
She dropped to her knees,
and without so much as a please,


* Hey Kettle !
 
While sojourning up at the lake
I heard an orgasm fake.
Moaning and grunting,
Amongst all the bunting
 
While sojourning up at the lake
I heard an orgasm fake.
Moaning and grunting,
Amongst all the bunting
While playing 'hide the trouser snake'
 
The trouser snake succumbed to her charms
And wrapped itself round both her arms
Enough for two gals

Good evening:rose:
 
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