|04-28-2018, 09:38 AM||#12 (permalink)|
Ask me how!
Join Date: Oct 2014
Location: The States
I once knew a guy with a twelve inch wanger,
but his girlfriend's father wouldn't ever let him bang her.
After a year, she got a blue clit,
and rubbed herself off till it made her shit.
As for the guy, he did the same thing,
only instead of a clit he rubbed his ding-a-ling.
All his jizz came out in spurts,
and he came so much that it cured world thirst.
In the end, they never got a chance to fuck,
since they both were run over by a sentient truck.
Thus ends the story, and the moral, though crude,
is that life is too short to be a lame prude.
Don't be a gun without even a bullet.
If you want the dick, then find one and pull it.
|04-28-2018, 10:06 AM||#13 (permalink)|
one-balled nipple jockey
Join Date: Dec 2010
Location: Dirty Souf Biatch
It’s true I’m a man with a very long pecker
If I can’t get it fair I’ll five knuckle deck her
I f ucked one bitch so hard she got cancer of the clit
She’s been dead for a year but I still hit that s hit
And when it’s my turn to die you can f uck my corpse too
Unless you are Christian or Arab or Jew
My j izz comes out mighty like Ori done told you
One ejaculation has fed all of Angola
By the time that I’m through there ain’t no bitch I won’t f uck
While you’re reading this poem you’re becoming my cuck
The moral of this story is simple and crude
I will get in yer bitch whether a whore or a prude
I love the pussy so much I can’t even stand it
I’m coming round your backdoor cause I’m a sexual bandit