Monday, 8 June 2009

Ode to pipps tits

I'm now inspiring poetry! Sent to me yesterday by an admirer, trying to get into my knickers...

By these verses, lovely belle
I entreat you to tell
That you'll let me, at your leisure
Help maximise your pleasure

O beauty of London town
On you I would happily go down
I'd create in you such ripples
If you would let me loose on your nipples
My hands on you would rest
I would caress each breast
And there could be nothing finer
Than to enter your vagina

So do tell me, o horniest girl
If you'll please give me a whirl
So I can complete my mission
And fuck you, o sexy vision

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