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ioan pearce Feb 2010
returning from a night outbusting for a peedescretion of a grave yarddark cold cemetry bloddwyn used her pantiesmegan used a wreathto wipe away the dripperssighing with relief early sunday morningworried husbands chatmy bloddwyn had no pants on,my megans worse than that she had a card stuck up her bumand a white carnationsaying....always be remembered....from the firemen down the station
ioan pearce Mar 2010
i was'nt very clever
at maths at park st school
thick as **** when adding up
a mathematics mule

but i was quite good looking
girls where always there
counting not a problem
with gelled black streaky hair

puberty and progress
next stage after kissing
discovered that my *****
was'nt just for *******

then came my dilemma
a valley ****** vexed
blod the bike from blaina
begging to be sexed

how'd you want it bloddwyn?
oooh!....ten inches would be nice
i counted for a minute....
then i shagged her twice
ioan pearce Feb 2010
when dai made love to bloddwyn,
t'was a painful strain,
but he battled onward,
through agony and pain.

sorrry bout that darling,
for rushing with my urging,
i would've took my time,
if i knew you were a ******.

don't worry bout it sweetheart,
as she turned the lights off,
if iknew you had more time,
i would've took my tights off.

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