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Erotic Poetry
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» chameleonic replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:25pm |
SEXY SEXINESS
bulging stumps and slimey slits multiple aching urethras and various throbbing clits break off a piece off ass, like heaven's crust unzip my jeans as we listen to sevendust unleash erotic fishsticks sexual crabcakes slapping hips like a frightened walrus's flippers you will know bliss as i tweak your nippers close your peepers and think of spain-o as i unclock your hole with my penis drain-o wafting scents of cooze stenches of meatloaf i will impregnate your uterus with my sexy sexiness |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» pubjazz replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:27pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» chameleonic replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:27pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» chameleonic replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:28pm |
THAT'S A 3 POINTER
as i step back out of the key and dribble my nuts around your open mouth-hole i take hold of my meatloaf pee-pee and 5 steps back as i take aim and control i fire a spermtastic fireball the arc is incredible ... ... swish! right into your waterhole that's a 3 pointer |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:31pm |
-Don't wanna meet your daddy, just want u in my caddy
Don't wanna meet your mama, just want to make u comma - Andre Ice Cold 3000 |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» pubjazz replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:32pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cloud9ine replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:33pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» chameleonic replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:34pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» pubjazz replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:35pm |
Concerned Citizen
The fifth element was due back eons ago. you can't make me do anything as I eat this Drumstick fine ice cream treat and witness the wetness that is your cervical gland I will watch the sales at Holt Renfrew and attempt the consumption of a large donair in your lair. Concerned citizens in the east face violence in the West The Wink's on Montreal Road is home to hypocrisy and demolition Demolition was the finest tag team operation next to Tito Santana who's green card expired when locked with Ricky Steamboat Vince Mcmahon has no plan for the man with the lifetime ban Ponder the thought of confrontation sexual molestation of the highest order is occuring in our pantries of power and deceit is in halls of justice likened to an iron lung used by the Colonels. keep the skin of the champion on a desktop on a notebook computer as i watch this used copy of Blind Melon's greatest hits and wear an EMF shirt signed by Staggered Crossing we will have a drink of pure Blade blood Wesley Snipes is the daywalker but in 50 years he will use a walker as will the millions |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» chameleonic replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 2:39pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Thu Jan 29, 2004 @ 4:37pm |
hamburger servin emcees,
suckas rhyme with glee spittin bout purple clouds and green trees anyone who only the surface sees will prolly think that when i scratch behind my ears im tryin' ta shake da fleas but i rhyme with ease, word to tha killa bees steez all i try to do when i mc is the crowd please so if you simply cannot swallow a verse with a curse you prolly been suckin moose balls so go ride a fuckin hearse skip the following rhyme dont bother reading them lines cuz this one aint gonna be all clean, scraped out, and shine, cuz i rhyme dirty tonight. aint tryin to pick a fight, but, if i see a juicy nipple on a boob, i bite what did i do last night? good question, aaight, brought two honeys to my bedroom, grabbin em tight one was tellin me about how guys use to treat her like shit soon enough though she shut up about it, as i licked her clit sheeit, always making sure that good skin i hit left em all over eachother, as i rolled a j, sweet when i sparked that shit, the gurlies their tongues split told me they decided to compete, who can longer suck on it life's the shit, when you got a fuckin joint in the left hand, two honeys on your dick, and in the right a heineken straight to Zen i was headed. Pleasure was embedded like an embryo threesomes are awesome, yo outside, i could hear that stormin snow almost as rampaging as the honeys who me blow, "ho ho ho" like a Santa i excitedly go in my flow with the difference between us being that, on me, mah bro, no red hat you're seeing i'm all about strictly jimmy hat stylez. in the back seat of a car going far i can fuck for miles have no need for viagra viles i can go for hours all natural stylez aint a fag, but i smooth my fingernails with a file so that i can reach a honey's g spot soft, like a peristyle make gurls smile reconcile visiting my domicile ladies flock to me, make em cum on jacuzzi tiles after i take off their confining textiles make their stay evidently worthwhile; sometimes even booty i defile anal style eat pussy like i was a crocodile, tongue freestyle if you a hot honey all you gotta do is dial my celly number and gimme your profile. PEACE. |
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