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Night falls over Soho and, gazing into some cheap tart's eyes Over a candelit-chequered-food-stained tablecloth, Beneath my belt an immense ******** lurks leakily, The seams of my ****** soaked with bursting lust, My groin twitching in desire for her wanton arse-flesh. Streetlight shining through threadbare curtains Glinting sexily over my hairy pounding buttocks; My screamed roars of pleasure echoing In the deepest depths of her tenth-rate mind; Her poor brain collapsing in mighty mid-climax. Morning reveals a classy scene to chambermaid's gawp: Spread-legged cold-as-chilled-salami **** Puny brainbox imploded like mashed bananas By staggering rivulets of overpowering ******* Like a duck's entrails in an unwashed sink.
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
Soho Love Scene
Night falls over Soho and, gazing into some cheap tart's eyes Over a candelit-chequered-food-stained tablecloth, Beneath my belt an immense ******** lurks leakily, The seams of my ****** soaked with bursting lust, My groin twitching in desire for her wanton arse-flesh. Streetlight shining through threadbare curtains Glinting sexily over my hairy pounding buttocks; My screamed roars of pleasure echoing In the deepest depths of her tenth-rate mind; Her poor brain collapsing in mighty mid-climax. Morning reveals a classy scene to chambermaid's gawp: Spread-legged cold-as-chilled-salami **** Puny brainbox imploded like mashed bananas By staggering rivulets of overpowering ******* Like a duck's entrails in an unwashed sink.
edna-sweetlove
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
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