Busch
Or Bud. Or any other brand of Ice Cold Beer Doesn’t matter what kind. Wish I had a frosty glass bottle right now, to nestle between my breasts Or between… Read more »
Category: Poetry and Noetry
Again
Your voice, A gentle breeze caressing My eyes open to Sea Blue, Gray, Green Waters Begin the crash and roll Again… I plunge, fathoms deep in your embrace Then stroking,… Read more »
The Bitch Is In Residence
SHE came out to play with us today, With he and me She is a cock fiend of the first degree, And this morning he filled our pussy momentarily, Then… Read more »
Needs Must
In the heavy morning air, Rolling thunder added aural pleasure to my already awakening Pussy is trembling, burrowing under the sheets with the one I want to Fuck, Fuck, FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck! He… Read more »