Writing A Bestseller (Revised, and continued)

It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.
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Writing A Bestseller (Revised, and continued)

It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.
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Writing A Bestseller (Revised, and continued)

It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.

Feeling like fetish prince. Don't need to have to convince. Fresh Prince of Derriere! Derek, means he wanna a doughnut. With a unit, do the grind. Milking cock for all mankind. Without the feeling of confined. Happiness is a big behind. Be kind, on what you find. Unzip and unwind. Make sure not to get intertwined like two snakes on one vine. It's similar on a pine. Voyering on David's shower, and got hardened. Checking out Derek's cooking, and got hungry. They were recessionary, and guarded. Johnny naked, while makin' bacon. The taste buds were waken. Our nutsacks stirred, not shaken. May not've been mistaken by forsaken. Quote

Writing A Bestseller (Revised, and continued)

It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.

Feeling like fetish prince. Don't need to have to convince. Fresh Prince of Derriere! Derek, means he wanna a doughnut. With a unit, do the grind. Milking cock for all mankind. Without the feeling of confined. Happiness is a big behind. Be kind, on what you find. Unzip and unwind. Make sure not to get intertwined like two snakes on one vine. It's similar on a pine. Voyering on David's shower, and got hardened. Checking out Derek's cooking, and got hungry. They were recessionary, and guarded. Johnny naked, while makin' bacon. The taste buds were waken. Our nutsacks stirred, not shaken. May not've been mistaken by forsaken.

Chapter 2 the Next Day There was sway, during, and at play. By my own, hot and wet, which is causing a sweat. Kitty on fire? I'm a vet. Have to get a set of pets. Stroking wild tiger triplets, where they stay in billets. Plump sausage in your skillet. Could be made from millet. Stroke gently until it can get time to sit. Stand, lay and legs spread. Feet wrapped behind your head. By thread, tied to a bed. Whose panties are on Derek's head? They weren't spread anywhere overhead. Jeffie, peeking from under the bed. From anyone, nothing was said, but everyone got a boner & doughnut.
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It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.

Feeling like fetish prince. Don't need to have to convince. Fresh Prince of Derriere! Derek, means he wanna a doughnut. With a unit, do the grind. Milking cock for all mankind. Without the feeling of confined. Happiness is a big behind. Be kind, on what you find. Unzip and unwind. Make sure not to get intertwined like two snakes on one vine. It's similar on a pine. Voyering on David's shower, and got hardened. Checking out Derek's cooking, and got hungry. They were recessionary, and guarded. Johnny naked, while makin' bacon. The taste buds were waken. Our nutsacks stirred, not shaken. May not've been mistaken by forsaken.

Chapter 2 the Next Day There was sway, during, and at play. By my own, hot and wet, which is causing a sweat. Kitty on fire? I'm a vet. Have to get a set of pets. Stroking wild tiger triplets, where they stay in billets. Plump sausage in your skillet. Could be made from millet. Stroke gently until it can get time to sit. Stand, lay and legs spread. Feet wrapped behind your head. By thread, tied to a bed. Whose panties are on Derek's head? They weren't spread anywhere overhead. Jeffie, peeking from under the bed. From anyone, nothing was said, but everyone got a boner & doughnut.

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It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.

Feeling like fetish prince. Don't need to have to convince. Fresh Prince of Derriere! Derek, means he wanna a doughnut. With a unit, do the grind. Milking cock for all mankind. Without the feeling of confined. Happiness is a big behind. Be kind, on what you find. Unzip and unwind. Make sure not to get intertwined like two snakes on one vine. It's similar on a pine. Voyering on David's shower, and got hardened. Checking out Derek's cooking, and got hungry. They were recessionary, and guarded. Johnny naked, while makin' bacon. The taste buds were waken. Our nutsacks stirred, not shaken. May not've been mistaken by forsaken.

Chapter 2 the Next Day There was sway, during, and at play. By my own, hot and wet, which is causing a sweat. Kitty on fire? I'm a vet. Have to get a set of pets. Stroking wild tiger triplets, where they stay in billets. Plump sausage in your skillet. Could be made from millet. Stroke gently until it can get time to sit. Stand, lay and legs spread. Feet wrapped behind your head. By thread, tied to a bed. Whose panties are on Derek's head? They weren't spread anywhere overhead. Jeffie, peeking from under the bed. From anyone, nothing was said, but everyone got a boner & doughnut.

People were as a unit. Basking in the moonlit. They were in the bullitt. Grab the stick and pull it. There was some grit. Squeezing Johnny's left tit. Something can fit on the clit. One click, with a hit. Wear a pair of mitts like an angel that felt in poop. I have a hose. Don't need a scoop to throw. So sweet inside Johnny's halo. It's time to get kalo. Slide down weigh low. Just go, with the flow like "Skittles"...taste the rainbow. At least, it's doesn't look like a volcano. I'll come in my Volvo. I hope it'll be solo.

Derek, was feeling horny in her Volvo. David and Johnny, were sitting on backseats. My nose buried in Johnny's pits. There weren't any admits, and glitz. Red sparklers on Johnny's tits. Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz? Don't hit sedans, and minivans. Nor soccer moms, with big cans. They might be using pans, and spermicidal jams. Have lamb, ham, and yam, with green eggs and Spam. Eat green bean kale & purple soup. Without measuring a group of gram crackers, with huckleberry jam. Be careful not to cram. Screaming kittens told to scram. At least, there wasn't a ram. Indiana Jones, shared turkey ass. It's a pass, with class.
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Writing A Bestseller (Revised, and continued)

It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.

Feeling like fetish prince. Don't need to have to convince. Fresh Prince of Derriere! Derek, means he wanna a doughnut. With a unit, do the grind. Milking cock for all mankind. Without the feeling of confined. Happiness is a big behind. Be kind, on what you find. Unzip and unwind. Make sure not to get intertwined like two snakes on one vine. It's similar on a pine. Voyering on David's shower, and got hardened. Checking out Derek's cooking, and got hungry. They were recessionary, and guarded. Johnny naked, while makin' bacon. The taste buds were waken. Our nutsacks stirred, not shaken. May not've been mistaken by forsaken.

Chapter 2 the Next Day There was sway, during, and at play. By my own, hot and wet, which is causing a sweat. Kitty on fire? I'm a vet. Have to get a set of pets. Stroking wild tiger triplets, where they stay in billets. Plump sausage in your skillet. Could be made from millet. Stroke gently until it can get time to sit. Stand, lay and legs spread. Feet wrapped behind your head. By thread, tied to a bed. Whose panties are on Derek's head? They weren't spread anywhere overhead. Jeffie, peeking from under the bed. From anyone, nothing was said, but everyone got a boner & doughnut.

People were as a unit. Basking in the moonlit. They were in the bullitt. Grab the stick and pull it. There was some grit. Squeezing Johnny's left tit. Something can fit on the clit. One click, with a hit. Wear a pair of mitts like an angel that felt in poop. I have a hose. Don't need a scoop to throw. So sweet inside Johnny's halo. It's time to get kalo. Slide down weigh low. Just go, with the flow like "Skittles"...taste the rainbow. At least, it's doesn't look like a volcano. I'll come in my Volvo. I hope it'll be solo.

Derek, was feeling horny in her Volvo. David and Johnny, were sitting on backseats. My nose buried in Johnny's pits. There weren't any admits, and glitz. Red sparklers on Johnny's tits. Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz? Don't hit sedans, and minivans. Nor soccer moms, with big cans. They might be using pans, and spermicidal jams. Have lamb, ham, and yam, with green eggs and Spam. Eat green bean kale & purple soup. Without measuring a group of gram crackers, with huckleberry jam. Be careful not to cram. Screaming kittens told to scram. At least, there wasn't a ram. Indiana Jones, shared turkey ass. It's a pass, with class.

Excusez-moi, baked beans give me gas. It's not a brass, and bass. Johnny's juice like sassafras. Don't need to get fiberglass. Rudolph said -Tak! He must've learned to answer back. That Tak is wiggidy-wiggidy-wiggidy wack! Johnny unloads Santa's big sack, who carried it on his back. Rudolph nuzzles Johnny's sweet crack. After making a clack, and kept track. His crack turned black. There was a lot of yack, and smack. Johnny's ass glows like Rudolph's nose. Red like a rose shows. Rosebud showing more all the other hoes. They don't pose without clothes. Xo ho mo. Kiss you under the mistletoe! Bought, and got it from Bristow.
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Just try to keep it up, Jeff. You want to possibly be aggressive, and show disrespect to certain people including taking cheap shots at them, trying to make true facts, things not making any sense, and bitching, complaining, moaning, and whining about the little things like back-to-back posts, while you are behind your computer's monitor. You think you are being smart, tough, know you can't compete, with me, and jealous, so I wouldn't be surprised if that is another reason why you like to do it. I don't think just about myself, but other people. You'll be the one to lose your posting privileges because of that, and I'll be the one to do it, too. I would do it. If you haven't done it already, perhaps, and maybe, you should read the rules, and regulations of anything in other cities, provinces, and countries, and not just over there in Australia including Brisbane. Keep more of it to yourself. I've known how to have fun, too.


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Writing A Bestseller (Revised, and continued)

It was a nice, summer morning. I was still in bed. When I was reading a letter left on the pillow, with it saying still owing you breakfast in bed. I thought "how sweet", and licked my lips. Tasting your hole was cold, and smelling milk. So, unsure of what happens next, I close my eyes, but no relax it's breakfast time. The clock began to chime. I HAD to get up, and find out more about the mysterious, red box. It was shaped like socks. Unwrapping the box, I'm surprised there are so many things for tonight's rendezvous: candles, a blindfold without any holes to see. I was still feeling exciting, so I ate the donuts, while stroking my cock.

I was listening to rock, and thinking about pandas, while jogging to the beach. I was eating a peach to k*ll time. In preparation, I was singing "Somewhere Under Rainbow". A monkey flew down, grabbing my fly, when people walked by. Traveling zoo had many animals to see, looking like maximals, and also; cuddly pandas, and hyenas to not feed. It was sad, but ice-cream helped the ache within my putrid soul. It filled a whole bowl to above the top of pop from "Whistle Stop Shop".

My thoughts, then returned to fan. I had pushed on, and was hot just like an oven. I noticed someone new was here!, and left to me a peacock feather to tickle, and torture them, but still was happy that moment that Johnny Fresh arrived, now! I thought I should prepare all to be ready for the night that lie ahead. A knock on the door, a man enters, wearing only sushi. To know them, again, just wearing a great smile, and a red bow tie! He was recognized by disguised, Johnny Fresh, to look like "a kitten in heat".

Who was neat for treats. They exchanged a glance, and both unzipped their pants. Stripped, and there were chants. Is it "Jehovah witnesses Friday orgy?", or is it "steaming hot?". Yeah, it was so nice, then they kissed, and touched their lips. After they clutched wrists, till' pulse stopped, then back if nothing happened. We circled around. It was our last, summer day until, we got our way to "South Band", where she went on a spending spree for shoes, and butt plugs in blue, and hue colors. We whispered, and giggled together. I was understanding it was gone, when it got to dawn.

We walked along the beach. It gave me so hard on. I wanted to have sex right there. We started staring, and sharing. Not thinking about my priest job. Jesus, I needed a blowjob. Feeling there is a throb, I felt my feelings grow. They flowed, and left glows. And still, me so horny. Asleep, with naughty thoughts. Didn't leave lots of doubts. We had to meet, again! When it will be ten in the morning, enough time to get ready without looking rough. Trim my beard. Shave my balls. Until I'm cleaned, and washed, then I'll wear his favourite stockings: motorcycle jacket, and goalie mask.

On the way to church, having the task of researching why my cock smells like strawberries. It isn't ordinary why it's not smelling like peaches as always. On beaches, and in hallways, everything everywhere say it's love. Can fit like a glove, when holding you against me. I saw wild, wolf eyes smiling. Hungry for your moist flesh that looked fresh, wiling, with glee. What can be better, than kiss? Has this bliss in it. Aww, dear yes, nice, milk bath. Wanting, and needing ice twice. The heat was too intense. Immense of it smelled incense. I found a hole in the wall, which is at mall's hall.

I stuck my cock through there to be a view. Made me cum in seconds. After doing it, became numb. Angels got smiles on their faces, and cream in their honeyholes. Left traces in bowls, too. First snow felt as cum mountains, which looked like water fountains. That was nice - said David. Now, let's snowboard naked. After we were both elated, like animals we mated. Until we exhausted, and fainted, then smiling in our dreams. Seemed to be a team. It was a deep moon. Helmet off, I boldly entered. Soon in a centered corner, where the mouse was hidden.

Before it should've been ridden. Fought, with my stumbler, and won. Free tickets to Naked Wrestlemania. Have a compania, with pecans pasted on my nipples. Covered looking like rippled tips. Taste of pussy on my lips. A slip on the hip. You'll be glad I'm your pimp. It was just a mirage, cocks army sucking. After it turned to laughing, as we took turns spanking. It was finished, then thanking. Just snow covered my nipples from the sky, and blowing. Frozen, jizz snowflakes, each unique. They looked the same by critique. Yeah, but why not? Melt the ice. Make it hot. To, and for hitting spots.

Deep within The Snow Queen's twat, who looked like was nonfat, and nice as Christmas tree. We were free to ski, and throw snowballs, with glee. Sat down to drink tea. It smelled like cat's pee. No, cat's pee on Christmas tree. Went on a Christmas spree, and sat on Santa's knee. Wished for a master key to unlock my chastity. From a vastly, different world, where nymphs and angels swirled. Their hair curled, and twirled. Wings spread wide, legs unfurled. Something was turned, and hurled. A buttplug from a big-assed girl, who wore a pearl necklace, and a bedazzled fanny pack.

Just furry thongs were ticklish. They have thick, strong backs, and freshly waxed asscracks. Kept track of each other in the dark, under covers. Hover on top of beds to see plush lions. My fat cock to ride on. Just like swans from Zion. Go balls deep wearing nylons. Awesome feelings, yeah. Looking at ceilings, and seeing pylons. Wearing a kimono made in Taiwan, and watching the American Idol, while plucking my nose hairs. They grow, and I'm in tears. Humping the pillow like Britney Spears. Can be appropriate to hear the audience strokes and cheers. The sounds are crystal clear.

These boots are made for go-go boys, dancing on a pole. It was the last bye. From my soul to explore. We all want an orgy. After can forgie for that. It was hard to say good-bye. There were sighs, and denies, splattered spooge in my eye. It's a new day started by a whole hearted reply. Grab coffee and off to the shoe store to buy black boots and white socks, red thongs, for sure, too, along, with blue sex toys for pretty, pink holes. Have a pole for dancing, sturdy and slick to slide down, while waiting for the world's end.

Naked and bound, warmed by a hi, and was around town skateboarding, wearing kneepads and a jockstrap. At night, had a nightcap. Dreamed I was being chased by a guy, who was spying on cheddar cheese wearing a toupee. Omg, it's Mr. Doughnut's birthday, so I licked his hole. Made headway, and looked into souls. Made nachos for the Super Bowl. A lot of goals made. He's crying, and torturing me. I was free to do bee do bee do. Sightseeing at the sea, with trees. Let's pee on me, Johnny. There was a no, and ski, guzzling beer, I aim to please. Still was sober, thinking about universe.

Suddenly, I got an idea! Squeeze your nipples 'til you squeal. It feels like time freezes. When I'm taking a shower, soaping your warm, smooth skin. Put some soap into my hole, push back, and fuck my cock. Looked at the clock, hours, and minutes, while sitting on my knees. There was a feeling of ease. Drenched in sweat and steam. Dried off, and applied cream. Shaved your asscrack in the stream, while sleeping had sweet dreams about making the witch fire. They had desires to admire. Lick me Derek - said David. I'm not a gay man, then woken by warm sunshine. We realized he said jokes.

Sassy boy wants spanks and pokes. Vasya, vasya, oh, my god. It's odd to think, and say. These naughty thoughts about straight men, who don't want to date those. Unless they're wearing pantyhose. No better place, than in ass. The pantyhose cost brass contos. I wear the panties on my head. They were red, spread, and overhead. A lacy helmet, riding my moped. I went back to black in a sea of roses, then just fucked cupid deep. Kept track the peeps, and glows red like Rudolph's nose. Snow had changed into rain. The weather changed to plain. I'm always horny. That's the same. It's the aim, and received roses.

We kissed and rubbed noses, and feeling the silk touch of your ass on my face. Embrace love at a place. Lying between flesh and fantasy was more nice, than ecstasy, more sweet, than honey. It's fancy, funny, and complexity. Harder, than assembling IKEA furniture, while trembling have to nurture. Well, it's all human nature. Don't be on a stretcher. There's a werewolf outside, with a boner. Waiting for red, hat boy sooner. Lunges, and pins you facedown. Ask owner lown to skin toner. Wolfman takes you for pancakes. Hopefully, there won't be mistakes. Johnny, ordered the chocolate chip pancakes to heal my heart well.

There is taste, and smell like ripe balls from hell. Can tell by put under spells. Ding Dong, pussy's in the well. It will swell to excel. Last winter day, cold sex. Getting different types are complexed. New fresh time started. For people, who are wholehearted. It's our morning Circle Jerk! Has its perks, and can twerk. Spank our monkeys, while at work. There aren't people, with quirks, who pause more, than Captain Kirk. It's fucking Tinker Bell alarm morning. People are clerks, who are adorning. Cozy in bed, outside it's storming, with effects of global warming, but still was need a hot cum. Helps from using the thumb.

Feed kitten cream, yum. Don't have too much for tums. Heavy masturbation, my wrist is numb. Let's not have it succumb to finding Dory up your bum. Might lead to feeling glum. When the sun goes up, you can see it closeup, so near you can taste it. Reach up, and out to get his blonde kiss on me. At the deep, blue sea, drifting beyond the horizon. Make sure it won't wizen. Seems like Orgyland citizen. It will smitten, and litten. Twice as horny once bitten. Would, and find that in Witten, where was walking, with creamy kitten wearing a pair of mittens.

Gently teasing her clit, then look at two, curved lens. Overactive bladder? Try Depends. There might be a trend. The biggest trend is licking a Ken doll, then inserting him. He is slim, with limbs. Got them eating tree figs. They did come from twigs like Barbie from Adam's ribs, which looked like sharp nibs. Eating Bar-B-Q at Mr. Pibbs. Would need napkins like bibs for those who scarf like pigs, and smelling as kiss. It will be big bliss, with an unexpected twist. The ass twist its twerk. Makes a list of perks. Plump, juicy, goes to work.

Has a lot of quirks. Pump loosely 'til it squirts. Don't get it on skirts, and shirts. Never stick cock in pumpkins. Can be plucking seeds from it. Frying seeds for our party guys without having to get high. Glazing your donuts, Derek and I spied, and donuts are genetically related. So, yummy, so delicious, wow. There was a pow, and bow, then a tiger's purr and growl. It's like on the prowl, and then he said: 'show cock'. Let's walk around the block. Grab some beer for the party, where it will be hearty. Don't forget the coleslaw and lube for making the best mood. They'll be other food, and ice cubes.

And meat that comes in tubes. That is making crazy moves. Wouldn't have anything to prove. Chillin' to a slow groove. Can always improve, and approve. Falling deep on puff. Have a lot of stuff. Dive deep into the muff. Don't get into a huff. Playing poker in the buff. It isn't in the rough. Through the eggs rainbow, a bunny wiggles its fat tail. There was a gale, then sereno. A chocolate river with sprinkles. Would, and can have twinkles. Tickle Johnny 'til he tinkles. This sound a little kinky. Wrapped around a wrinkled pinkie. Looking like a week-old Twinkie.

It's not like a Slinky, and not as a monkey, who's swinging really funky. Has a lot of spunky, with an ass that's kinda chunky. From it being a junkie, and along comes another monkey, who isn't a lot hunky. His breath is a little stinky. Could, and can be kinky. Derek's diddling, with his pinky. The hands will become inky. Not to mention stinky. Use soap that is dinky. Okey dokey, said, Mikey, with hair that is spiky. Now, popular just freaky. Might be cheeky, and psyche. Out the sticky goalie, caused from playing slowly, and lowly.

Slap it in his gaping holey. Listening to "Holy Molly". Wouldn't need a trolley, and dolly. Parton, needs a bigger brawly. Things can be, and get sprawly without going outside barely. Don't have to do it rarely. Ride your Dildo bike merrily. It won't have to be ordinarily. Your mileage may vary. Might going to be wary. Bike seats could break your cherry. Should be drinking Blo*dy Marrys, which aren't from a dairy. Tabasco makes your balls hairy. Know that aren't a fairy. Tale with wolves, so scary. There won't be any tarry. Caps gotta get extraordinary. They might be, and look ordinary.

Or suck cock like Katy Perry. She doesn't sound like Sherry. Had no vagina hairy. She has three tits - triple dairy. Can carry on a prairie. Shaking dat fat derriere. It was seven days till' birthday. Got a terrier, and headway, and some great head. Yay! We did play, and lay. Ate chocolate cake, with banana sorbet, which was at the chalet. Later, at the ballet, there was a cabaret, and bouquet. Deep doing minuet. They put up a sweat. Spinning her above his head. The room looked like it sped. He wore black, she scarlet red.

Used hummer till' finger bled. The color matched the bed, indeed. Don't lie where kitty peed. Can almost plant a seed, then bust a nut smoking weed. There wasn't anymore of a need to eat the sugar beet. It might be too sweet. Well, I can add peppermint, and a big squirt of jism. Chew Wrigley's Spearmint Doublemint Gum. Thirty-one spanks reddens a bum, while using the thumb. It can't spoil my numb. The best parties everyone comes! They won't need to become succumb. Cucumbers taste juicy. Stick one in your sweet caboosey. Have parts of them in sushi.

Save a tuna, instead eat pussy. Don't need to be pushy. Time to trim. Pubes are bushy. They can be like cushy. Heavy cream makes 'em mushy. After they might be turning slushy like a mango margarita. Taste like fajitas, and pitas. A fat banana for hungry Chiquita. Melt, and eat cheese from Velveeta, then dip our nuts in chocolate. When it goes down the gullet, not looking into my empty wallet. Can be like a ballot, with a hung Chad. It will be a pad. That will be great. You won't have to wait. It's time to masturbate. Looking into hot butt.

Have a strut, and aspirate. Is sperm a carbohydrate? It might be proportionate to your sack's size and weight. Making it easy to bite. Not a lightweight, and is bright. As I scream with delight whole day, and all-night. We unite, and be polite. Pillow talk, then pillow fight. Though we have been tight the same as denim shorts, and wet, clingy panties. Wearing them from Dante's Sports. Bouncing balls on the court. Felt like at a resort. Sun, sand, and watersports. Getting a lot of supports for weight-bearing loads. Don't have to get codes.

While doing sexy poses. Would be giving out roses. The pink bud gets exposes. The ones that gets chooses. About to nut - screen frozes. There were no proposes, and composes. Gotta type with my toeses. Better, then using any noses. Here comes the Boogie man, who has an even tan. Turning on the fan. Don't plan on getting a ban, then lassoed by Wonder Woman. Can be like a Trueman. Follow your nose like Toucan. It sounds like a Cooperman. Strawberries on my cheeks. Looking like lots of geeks. Masturbating watching Twin Peaks. Get on a mean streak.

It's making you to lick the chocolate bar named "Twix". David T's off for banana & cocoa mix? Yes, making dark chocolate dicks. Mmm, covered with marmalade crisps. Fluff Derek's moosecock for kicks. Have wisps, sticks, and bricks. The wolf jumped over a candlestick. It has a thick wick that singed his hairy coccyx. Don't be using any toxics nor robot zucchinis that shocks it, with being legit, and have a permit. To erect a statue of Min, when falling into a sin. In church thou shalt not break wind coming out from the hind, and front of nun's dress. She, who qweefs must confess. The nun has a tress, and finesse.

Exorcising demons with dance aerobics. Looking like the qualities of heroics. Smacking boners with her yardstick. Without having to feel cathartic. Drain my nuts pussy-whipped. From being, and had been equipped, with screws now stripped. Things that were shipped, and information encrypt like hidden doughnuts in old Egypt, which were developed, and enveloped, and creamed with modern hieroglyphs. They can go into specifics. Sailing the North Pacific, where it can be scientific. Way to learn sex on ice. It can be a nice spice like Ginger and the Skipper, who both are very hipper. Could they be good rimmers? or perhaps even better swimmers.

Your wet skin shimmers. To make it look glimmer because it is too creamy. When waking up, looking dreamy. Juice your hole, thick and steamy. Steamy iron can be danger. Getting seamy, and to be a changer into tighty whitie Power Rangers like Sailor Moon's big eyes smiling. Going to a styling manger. Baby Jesus, likes curly hay, while climbing Rapunzel's way. He likes to try to play, but whack daddy, he'd obey. It will lead to stray away. My God loves Fags, Queers, and Gays. Needing to stay, and pray. Lesbian T-Rex, returns someday for going to eat a sundae, with a bilingual trans man Monday.

Getting a tan this Sunday, while raining outside. It is very dried inside. Ladies, and guys pee including me. We have to feel glee shooting rockets in your honeytree. Would taste like sweet tea. It would be exciting me. Go to the blue sea. Derek, stung by a jellyfish. Another animal there is a shellfish. Wearing blue, red, and white for David. Wearing tranny, blue, red, and white dress for Derek. "Happy Independence Day" to all dear, babes. Derek's fanny made me a tranny. In Labe, where it's canny. Finally, stay on my own alone. Waiting for the end of being above in a zone of clouds and summer rain.

When the weather forecast says it's plain, and I was feeling pain. It turned to feel sane. Gazing beyond the window's pane as it has a stain, and grain glazed with vibrant stains. All along, and across the lanes. Blow kisses for Derek & David. The thing will be faded. The Body Snatchers, they invaded would have to stay shaded. Not showing this monster in undies. Don't need to see it in pairs. Roll the Creature Double Feature. There wouldn't be a preacher. Johnny, release the Kraken! Sure, wouldn't be knockin', flockin', and dockin'. The beast wears a hula hoop cockring. To show, it has, and can swing, and shake his ding-a-ling.

Which would have some zing. Bean, corn & pear. Fruits, and vegetables that have flair. Waiter! This pussy-pie has a hair. It looks like from a bear would wear. Grizzlies, Pandas & Teddies, I swear. The hair might, and can be rare. Deep waiters epilation from Irvington. The person might be reserving. Buzzing soldier boy, Private Johnny. Looking like a female named "Tawny". Running away like a bunny. When there, and it is sunny. Racking your scent of warm honey, where it might become runny, and tastes oh, so yummy. Going down into the tummy. Licking this gently honey. Feeling it might be funny, and sunny by feeling sleepy.

Without being weepy, and creepy. My boxers make a teepee. By having been made cheaply. In china, handsewn completely. Wrapped, and created around neatly. Natalie? Who is that bitch? She floats above like a witch, which ends up switches to pitches, and choosing nylon pants. Buying from choices of plants. On my penis, she does a dance. Leading to a trance, and romance. Candlelit dinners in Paris, France. It was more, than a chance. We nibbled brie and pomegranates. Eating different fruits, with seeds. Watching different clips. Getting the hair a snip. Slick the sides, with a dip. Using, and having various tips.

Doing the robot, beep, bing, bip. Don't skip, flip, and trip on the step to "Goodbye" door. Would get a sore from the floor. Leave 'em wanting s'mores. It might turn to chores crawling on all fours. No tits, it's a chest. When it's yours, and has zest. New adventures with Johnny Quest. Have a rest, and not feel stressed. Double posts are a pest. I was preparing to be sexiest tonight, while feeling right, and is a sight. Even Derek got a boner watching. Just continue to be marching in a line, boners to buttholes. We all get to stroll, but beware the pussy troll, who is trying to steal souls.

And bite our swollen poles. Round like rolls, and holes. Doughnuts & beets such a sweet mix. Get them in a fix. Take three big licks. They would be like slicks, and like eating pussy with chopsticks. It's part of the characteristics. Bad bee had biting me. David's kiss & Derek's cock wave helped me. Have feelings of being free, and glee. As Johnny nips your left titty. Try get down to the clit. Open up your tool kit. Find the slit to fit. Big Boy Tools require more spit. There won't be any grit. That was lol prescript. Didn't have to be bribed. An ass a day, the doctor prescribed.

Buttplug and nipples clipped. They were quipped, and described as fat and extra wide. The size like it's nationwide. So huge you get cockeyed, which is at the dockside. Eclipsed by the dark side. Just like with a tide. Down and up, take a ride on a wet, water slide. Persil, washing, Mr. Proper, Ariel - suckable. Mr. Clean removes dried sperm from hair, with its deluxe, and the care. Mr.Clean wears a wig & lipsyncs to Cher. He has a prayer, and swear. Not to jizz your hair. To, and for, with flare. Being sick of bites still sexy, when they are really pesky. NO biting on the testes.

Can get essentials, and have potentials. I was wondering where are Derek & David. We may've, and could be paraded. Blindfolded, roped...then slowly masturbated. After the feeling of exasperated. Like patriots, our balls deflated. They were elated, and inflated. Tugged, and squeezed, and stimulated. To them, they were simulated. A knock on the door. Don't make the hand sore. Johnny enters...wearing only a Lil red thongs and blushing. There was brushing, and studying the bay. Derek joins, wearing his new hairdo, and gray, hue shoes. Soft-shoeing and singing da blues, while being on a cruise. Summer gone and left a kiss. It might not be bliss.

Feeling like fetish prince. Don't need to have to convince. Fresh Prince of Derriere! Derek, means he wanna a doughnut. With a unit, do the grind. Milking cock for all mankind. Without the feeling of confined. Happiness is a big behind. Be kind, on what you find. Unzip and unwind. Make sure not to get intertwined like two snakes on one vine. It's similar on a pine. Voyering on David's shower, and got hardened. Checking out Derek's cooking, and got hungry. They were recessionary, and guarded. Johnny naked, while makin' bacon. The taste buds were waken. Our nutsacks stirred, not shaken. May not've been mistaken by forsaken.

Chapter 2 the Next Day There was sway, during, and at play. By my own, hot and wet, which is causing a sweat. Kitty on fire? I'm a vet. Have to get a set of pets. Stroking wild tiger triplets, where they stay in billets. Plump sausage in your skillet. Could be made from millet. Stroke gently until it can get time to sit. Stand, lay and legs spread. Feet wrapped behind your head. By thread, tied to a bed. Whose panties are on Derek's head? They weren't spread anywhere overhead. Jeffie, peeking from under the bed. From anyone, nothing was said, but everyone got a boner & doughnut.

People were as a unit. Basking in the moonlit. They were in the bullitt. Grab the stick and pull it. There was some grit. Squeezing Johnny's left tit. Something can fit on the clit. One click, with a hit. Wear a pair of mitts like an angel that felt in poop. I have a hose. Don't need a scoop to throw. So sweet inside Johnny's halo. It's time to get kalo. Slide down weigh low. Just go, with the flow like "Skittles"...taste the rainbow. At least, it's doesn't look like a volcano. I'll come in my Volvo. I hope it'll be solo.

Derek, was feeling horny in her Volvo. David and Johnny, were sitting on backseats. My nose buried in Johnny's pits. There weren't any admits, and glitz. Red sparklers on Johnny's tits. Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz? Don't hit sedans, and minivans. Nor soccer moms, with big cans. They might be using pans, and spermicidal jams. Have lamb, ham, and yam, with green eggs and Spam. Eat green bean kale & purple soup. Without measuring a group of gram crackers, with huckleberry jam. Be careful not to cram. Screaming kittens told to scram. At least, there wasn't a ram. Indiana Jones, shared turkey ass. It's a pass, with class.

Excusez-moi, baked beans give me gas. It's not a brass, and bass. Johnny's juice like sassafras. Don't need to get fiberglass. Rudolph said -Tak! He must've learned to answer back. That Tak is wiggidy-wiggidy-wiggidy wack! Johnny unloads Santa's big sack, who carried it on his back. Rudolph nuzzles Johnny's sweet crack. After making a clack, and kept track. His crack turned black. There was a lot of yack, and smack. Johnny's ass glows like Rudolph's nose. Red like a rose shows. Rosebud showing more all the other hoes. They don't pose without clothes. Xo ho mo. Kiss you under the mistletoe! Bought, and got it from Bristow.

Made angels in the snow, which was falling down slow. Wrote "Johnny" in bright yellow. After I was feeling mellow. Derek naked, just black stilettos. They might be bought in the ghettos. Where the escorts lay in wait. Don't end up being late. Sweet Christmas, sweet Johnny! He isn't the color tawny. Cooked Olivie for orthodox Christmas. It wasn't vicious, suspicious, and malicious. Glazing donuts so delicious. Apple pie was not precious. Your apple pie, sticky freshness. There may not've been any repetitious. Surreptitious, but yet delicious pie! People can feel ambitious, and not buy. Extra cat's free, no need to buy. The answer has no why.
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Chris, I see you're back, and posting. I took a time out to wish you welcome back. Quote

Thanks so much Derek . I hope you had a wonderful St. Patrick's Day! Quote

You're welcome, Chris. The same to you, too, and as well. Quote

To me, this thread is another not "Game" one. Watch this thread turn out to be another wasted one in this "Games" section. Now, continuing to ignore threads like this in the "Games" section. This post of mine might get ignored by a few other people, who have decided to par take in this thread, and another one, which I'm not going to start naming names. Chris, whether you tried to make a joke, or not, in response to your post on, and in this thread, Jeff, isn't the only one, who likes to play games, as we have been, too. While I'm at it, Jeff, hasn't ever liked, and had problems, and issues about back-to-back posts. There hasn't ever been anything wrong, with it, but the person obviously doesn't care.



Aren't we supposed to have fun in the Games Forum Derek? Quote

Hey 640509040147, Asti, chinmusic and DavidZZZZZZ

I just wanna say how much I enjoy playing forum games with you. You guys are good sports and a lot of fun!

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