I wanna be your naughty boy

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I've never read so much shite as on this thread, but I have to conceed, it's entertaining shite.

I did of course, mean concede, but I couldn't resist the play on "seed". LOL

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I did of course, mean concede, but I couldn't resist the play on "seed". LOL

con seed?

Being Enlightened wrote:

LMFAO! Look above! LOL! I won't say great minds think alike 'cause I don't know if you'd consider what comes outta my mind to be so great! Hee Hee!

I was thinking of the Italian word "con" which means "with", were you?

Holey Ghost wrote:

“Hey there cowgirl!
Eeeehaw! Goin’ to ho-down
Sure, I’ll show ya ‘round
you got on yer ridin’ chaps
and ready to do some country laps
‘round the country farm
and show me, your country charm
you got on your hip high boots cowgirl
as you lasso my bucking bronco ass
I’ll show you the country world
as we get all the way down
to just our boots and spurs
and for a gallop ort two or three
since you showed me rodeo tricks
and lassoed me

Now I may be as thick as a brick
but my country body is lean
and only one part thick
my heart is kind
and never mean
and I do enjoy
teachin’ a cowgirl
how to ride
a bucking bronco
so hop up on my saddle cowgirl
and wrap your legs
‘round my behind
and we will go
a country ride
or two"

Yeeeeeeeeehawwww
Ride me Cowgirl!
Lasso me
Rope me
Grope me

Soooouuuu-weeeeee!!!

Whooo, baby,
I'll saddle up,
wrap my velvet legs
'round yer country hips
get my spurs in ya,
and hang tight
as we buck in the night,
I'd ride ya,
I'd rope ya,
lasso,
and grope ya,
but, baby, baby, baby,
I don't want you
down to just
your boots,
would you please
leave your hat on too?

Holey Ghost wrote:

Yeeeehawww
I be paw, and you be maw
as we make our rawhide raw

ROTFL!!!!!!! Oh, man--that's friggin' hilarious, paw! *giggles uncontrollably* Hee Hee Hee!!!

Question mark this land as your own.
Plant the seeds where no one can see.
You work the clockwork clone
and how well you work that clone
but there’s no time for that
its time to feed.

That self-loathing quadriplegic left me siphoned!
Who was I to attend the wrong and righteous?
Part the lips we know,
something tells me they hold the answer.
An impulse shocks the kiss,
another wave jumpstarts the cancer.

Holey Ghost wrote:

It’s Friday night
And I feel like makin’ love….
To you at midnight

So give me a hug girl
Give me squeeze
Feel my skin
As we begin

To make love
On a Friday night
So turn out the light
And get, skin to skin

I gotta hit the road in few
But before I go
I wanna
Make sweet love to you

I’ll be goin’ to ho’down
Where my dancin’ shoes
Will tear up the ground
But before I go
Let’s make some love sounds

It’s Friday night
And I feel like makin’ love….
To you at midnight

Let’s let the midnight burn
As our bodies yearn
Our juices flow
Let’s go

Let’s make sweet love
‘till long after midnight
And show each other
What fire and desire we’re made of
And set our spirits free
In the midnight sun
And have some fun

It’s Friday night
And I feel like makin’ love….
To you at midnight

It's Sunday afternoon,
we're long past
Friday's midnight moon,
but never was there
a moment wasted,
(a drop wasted),
Friday night,
a slow and easy slide,
a slippery ride,
my watery seas
lapping at your
rocky shores,
then sailing you
off into the night,
to wake,
in a new day,
in a new place,
burning,
yearning,
breath quickened,
the feel of my form
still sizzling
your white-hot skin,
each blink
a picture
of ginger,
and porcelain,
full lips
dripping honey,
your hands feel my echo,
your fingers tingle
with the feel of my flesh,
my scent
still upon them...
I wake,
knowing
where your moonlight desires
have taken you,
my breath steady,
I smile,
putting my hands
to my face,
to breathe you in,
you're still on
my skin,
*electric*,
I let my middle fingers
run across
my freshly licked lips,
close my eyes,
taste you,
knowing
where my moonlight desires
will be taking me.

Holey Ghost wrote:

And I. this Sunday afternoon
Feel your waves
Your push and pull
Emanating from the moon

I feel your waves
Lap back at my rocks
as they lay there on the shore
begging, yearning, for more
as I taste your sweet honey
upon my lips
my tips
my fingertips
as they savor
your taste, of Friday night

I feel your harmonic waves of light
As they set my soul aflight
Your scent from our midnight desires
Taking me higher
As I long
To take you in the night

You breath upon my skin
Your precious smile upon your face
*electric* *harmonic* *sonic*
As I recall our close encounters
Our bodies giving each other shelter
From the lightning and thunder
That showers us with rain
As we meet each other
Skin to skin
Wave to boulder
On the sandy beach

And as the day turns into night
Moonlight desires, once again
Take over, two lovers
More than just friends

This is really beautiful, Holey.