Ending the year with some randy Limericks.  

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1/19/2006 5:40 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Ending the year with some randy Limericks.

A sneaky young hooker I knew,
painted her snatch with glue.
She said with a grin,
“Well, you paid to get in,
so you'll pay to get out of it too.”

A swinging young couple from Spain,
were swapping their spouses on the plane.
Not once, not twice,
they practiced their vice,
Again, and again, and again.

The stripper was just about nude,
around her the dollars were strewed,
I reached for her thong,
And, unless I am wrong,
You expected this line to be lewd.

The sexy young stripper was shewd,
as she pranced about in the nude,
With her sulty looks,
I asked if she hooks,
and really wound up screwed.

No limericks here, just a quick thought

It’s not the generic, mechanical act of the blow job itself per se. The methodical and repetitious variations involving tongue, lips and mouth play on the varying degrees of erection are quite pleasurable and will vary in intensity depending upon where upon the continuum my cock happens to play under your guided expertise. In other words, please don’t stop.

My desire is not based upon what is the obvious. The rote definition and description falls short of the pleasure.

It’s in essence the movement and varying degree of touch of your luxuriously long hair draping and curled about the expectant tenseness of my skin. The encirclement of your mouth and tension elicited in the movements that you produce will change the effect of that softened awareness along my lower abdomen…perhaps my legs depending upon the angle of your mouth around me. A tickling sometimes. Occasionally, the soft cushion burrowed hard against my thighs as I begin to come…the mahogany spilling around your face as you stroke me to your desired level of completion.

This so subtle awareness and enjoyment magnifies the intensity of your work.

And now you know how good you have always been.

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