I wanna be your naughty boy

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  • Yes, I am addikted to sex
    I have to have it
    Morning, noon, and night
    In the candlelight, in the moonlight
    Out in public, or under covers outta sight
    I have to have it 3 times a day
    Or I’ll have withdrawals
    ….not a pretty sight
    As I moan n’ groan
    For some hot horny girl to bless my bone
    While I discover every one
    Of their erogenous zones

    Yes, I am addikted to sex
    I have to give it
    At the midnight hour
    I have to lick a flower
    And hummmm like a bee
    While she climbs my tower of power
    And makes me her slave
    An explorer, discovering the secrets of her cave
    Gawwwwwd..ass….I misbehave

    Yes, I am addikted to sex
    I have to enjoy the Milky Way every day
    And erect nipples on her chest
    I feel like I’m takin’ a test, before I play
    As she grades me for my effort,
    For that I surely get a “A”
    Then for the romp in the hay
    She gives me a “B” for removing her bra
    Then she gives me “C” for licking below her belly
    Then I sorely deserve a “D” for licking her raw
    And being a horny Devil

    Yes, I am addicted to sex
    I like giving moanin’ and groanin’
    …and SCREAMIN’ creamin’ pleasure
    to the woman I’m treasuring, the best
    I like to think I’m always trying to pass a test
    For that I might just get a “F”
    Not for Failing....
    I hope I am not a fool for ass-uming,
    That I want a house with a godzillion fuckin’ rooms
    Just in case we runna outta views 'n pews
    After fucking you on the dark side of the moon
    (amongst all the other fucking places in the fucking universe :))

    Now, if you’re gonna have at least one adiktion
    What better, than fucking sex, for an affliction :D;)

    H.G Swells [/coor]
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  • Yes, I am addikted to sex
    I have to have it
    Morning, noon, and night
    In the candlelight, in the moonlight
    Out in public, or under covers outta sight
    I have to have it 3 times a day
    Or I’ll have withdrawals
    ….not a pretty sight
    As I moan n’ groan
    For some hot horny girl to bless my bone
    While I discover every one
    Of their erogenous zones

    Yes, I am addikted to sex
    I have to give it
    At the midnight hour
    I have to lick a flower
    And hummmm like a bee
    While she climbs my tower of power
    And makes me her slave
    An explorer, discovering the secrets of her cave
    Gawwwwwd..ass….I misbehave

    Yes, I am addikted to sex
    I have to enjoy the Milky Way every day
    And erect nipples on her chest
    I feel like I’m takin’ a test, before I play
    As she grades me for my effort,
    For that I surely get a “A”
    Then for the romp in the hay
    She gives me a “B” for removing her bra
    Then she gives me “C” for licking below her belly
    Then I sorely deserve a “D” for licking her raw
    And being a horny Devil

    Yes, I am addicted to sex
    I like giving moanin’ and groanin’
    …and SCREAMIN’ creamin’ pleasure
    to the woman I’m treasuring, the best
    I like to think I’m always trying to pass a test
    For that I might just get a “F”
    Not for Failing....
    I hope I am not a fool for ass-uming,
    That I want a house with a godzillion fuckin’ rooms
    Just in case we runna outta views 'n pews
    After fucking you on the dark side of the moon
    (amongst all the other fucking places in the fucking universe :))

    Now, if you’re gonna have at least one adiktion
    What better, than fucking sex, for an affliction :D;)

    H.G Swells [/coor]

    ha now are you H.G.Swells? cuz i cant picture h.g. wells writing this.lol..well i may not be addicted to sex but i AM addicted to reading this thread.LOL
    ...It's only after disaster that we can be resurrected...
    it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)

    ... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....
  • Yep, a dear friend came up with that name
    ...and she likes it, so maybe it'll stick,
    I guess it's beter n' Rick wa Stick
    or Mick w/a Brick

    Yet, I always be Holey
    cuz it's rhmes with Kanoly, and Poley
    and Souley, A Spirit of Light in deadness
    and blacknes of Night
    who can dance n' romance
    and ionite a spark
    while dancin' in ghe dark
    while healin' hearts n' souls
    forever young, hung, and never sold
    free as they come, to be

    I kinda like, MojoMan
    sort of a spin on SuperMan
    ...that man made of hot steel
    but with wood...it's a better velvety feel

    Yes, Mr. H.G. Wells
    woud probably turn over in his grave
    'less he was pointing north already
    if he new how much sex Mr. Swell gets
    ....or maybe he'd wite a novel
    'bout Big Boobs Betty
    and here tight ass Teddy
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  • when there's no one
    there to rub it
    or to kiss or bite
    or flub it
    take a tip from me
    to continue with your glee
    stock up batteries
    or use some electricity
    to fire up that device
    that buzzes oh so nice
    the toy that keeps on giving
    when his lips and tongue
    are bleeding
    go little button of love
    and resonate to the sun above
    makes the body feel fine
    and the mood so divine
    when the boys can't abide
    or take you for that ride
    it'll do you so snappy
    and keep you so happy..

    (it's like he knows!@)

    she knows she's a sexual being
    no need to flaunt and flounce
    her assets or abilities to the world
    he knows her deepest erotic triggers
    the ones that are virtually silent
    attained from pure concentration
    and freedom of thought
    she knows she's an excellent lover
    no need to tell everyone details
    though happy to just be aware
    how she could bring you to your knees
    with a single look, prolonged, intense
    with a small, gentle touch
    or with one word ~ darling
  • ha now are you H.G.Swells? cuz i cant picture h.g. wells writing this.lol..well i may not be addicted to sex but i AM addicted to reading this thread.LOL

    Mr. Wells write horror stories with suspense
    ..while I am the whore of my stories, and relieve the tense---shun
    when I play in the sun, and have some fun

    addictions come in many shades
    it's not all 'bout gettin laid
    but how the juices were made
    for lust, can never fade
    for me it's not 'bout what I can get
    but whether I can make 'em wet
    and what I give
    to make the living feel alive
    before I take a dive
    and go for a slpn' slide ride
    down broadway for a day n' night

    I like to take the scent route before I plunge
    play a little rock n' grunge
    make like a sponge
    and soak it all up
    with my mouth, lips and tongue

    I guess that's the diff 'tween H.G. Wells and H.G.(Holey Ghost) Swells
    I like to jump all the way into the bottom of the well
    and have fun climbing the walls
    while Mr Wells will tell 'bout SHOUTS and the horror down there
    I wll tell erotic stories and what the SREAMIN'
    was really about

    Mr Wells is about the spooky tale
    and I'm about the ghost who loves to eat tail
    then swell, and make his partners well
    and when I die and go to hell
    I'll be there waitin' there
    for all who want
    to fuck in hell
    so's we all think
    when we all drink from our fountains of love
    we're really in heaven, cuz lovin' is what we're made of
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  • Baby, I heard that you don’t need my equipment any more
    You got the latest and greatest from Erotic Pleasure Inc
    to be your sex slave, to be your whore
    And that since I’m not juiced by battery power
    You got a man-made machine to light your fire
    And ignite your flower

    You said it’s got multiple speeds to feed your needs
    But baby, can it deeply plant any seeds
    In your fertile soil,
    Can it toil, hard like me
    Just cuz it runs on batteries
    It’s not Free, like me
    Does it have a better humming tone
    Baby, I heard you’re givin’ up my bone
    For a robot, a hunk of rubber n’ steel, a drone

    But will that personality-less hunk of metal
    Be able to bloom n’ zoom your rose petal
    And steam your secret spot in your love kettle
    Will it be able to adjust the gas pedal, on the fly
    To make you sigh, to make you fly
    To put you, on Cloud 7
    In seventh heaven
    Does it have 10 inch tongue
    Like mine

    Sure, it’s got different speeds to drive your needs
    And will never wear out it’s Titanium overdrive
    Even after 2 hours of bliss
    But can that chunk of rubber, kiss like this
    Or give you have the fun,
    Of making it rise
    Or surprise you in the early mornin’
    With a kiss on your lips
    And my hands fingertips
    Giving you a good morning surprise
    Can it look deeply into your eyes
    And see your soul
    Then rock n’ roll

    Baby, I heard you’re givin’ up my bone
    For a robot, a hunk of rubber n’ steel, a drone

    H.G. Swells
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  • Mr. Wells write horror stories with suspense
    ..while I am the whore of my stories, and relieve the tense---shun
    when I play in the sun, and have some fun

    addictions come in many shades
    it's not all 'bout gettin laid
    but how the juices were made
    for lust, can never fade
    for me it's not 'bout what I can get
    but whether I can make 'em wet
    and what I give
    to make the living feel alive
    before I take a dive
    and go for a slpn' slide ride
    down broadway for a day n' night

    I like to take the scent route before I plunge
    play a little rock n' grunge
    make like a sponge
    and soak it all up
    with my mouth, lips and tongue

    I guess that's the diff 'tween H.G. Wells and H.G.(Holey Ghost) Swells
    I like to jump all the way into the bottom of the well
    and have fun climbing the walls
    while Mr Wells will tell 'bout SHOUTS and the horror down there
    I wll tell erotic stories and what the SREAMIN'
    was really about

    Mr Wells is about the spooky tale
    and I'm about the ghost who loves to eat tail
    then swell, and make his partners well
    and when I die and go to hell
    I'll be there waitin' there
    for all who want
    to fuck in hell
    so's we all think
    when we all drink from our fountains of love
    we're really in heaven, cuz lovin' is what we're made of


    awesome tale of tail ...lol...duhhhh..i never got the H.G. as Holey ghost...bit slow here lollllll
    ...It's only after disaster that we can be resurrected...
    it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)

    ... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....
  • Baby, I heard you’re givin’ up my bone
    For a robot, a hunk of rubber n’ steel, a drone
    But baby, can it dig deeply into you like me
    And find all your erogenous zones
    Will you make love to it,
    While chattin’ on your cell phone
    Can it sing you melodies
    While bangin’ your drum
    Or is it just dumb
    A metal bum

    Can it tickle and tingle your drum
    Stroke your hair
    And touch you there
    Rip off your pants
    While kissing your bare, skin
    Is it thin and mean, find cuisine
    Of is it just a robotic fucking machine
    And not an erotic romantic man,., like me

    Does it whisper your name all night
    And say “I love You” over and over
    Or is just a mechanical rover
    Who won’t know when, you’re done with your fun
    And you have find the OFF button
    Does it’s ON Button turn on any charm
    Or kiss your lips and find your tongue
    Or does it know how to find that erotic spot
    Between your g-spot and your bum
    And can it really hummmmmmmm
    Can it strum, can it strum, and beat your drum

    Can it make love to you on the fucking moon
    Can it bend over at high noon
    Can it remember to swoon
    When you wear that sexy dress
    Can it be impressed
    When you bend over and show your cleavage
    Or can it drool like a fool
    And whip out its power tool
    In a nanosecond for a quickie
    Will it you lick it clean, after a glorious ride
    Or will you just throw the poor used machine
    In the washer along some time

    Will it make small talk
    And go for a walk
    Or wake you in the mornin’
    For another knock

    I know it can vibrate at any speed
    But can fulfill your every need
    Can it give a full meal
    Can it feel
    Can it heal
    Can it peel rubber and smoke its tires
    Can it light your fires and drive your desires

    Will it ever feel like real hot flesh and bone
    Or give you that thrill up on strawberry hill
    When you get down skin to skin
    Or ever whisper sweet nothings in your ear
    Or look you in the eyes and shed a tear
    Or Scream your name while bangin’ away
    Will it always make your day

    Can you dress it up to look Eddie Veddar
    And pretend to give him a header

    Bottom line
    Can it rhyme like me
    Can it cum like me
    Can it ever have, give that glazed look in youreyes
    Can it lick you off and put you in Paradise
    Can it cuddle you all night on Cloud 9

    I don’t think so, so I guess my bone is safe for now
    Till the robot finds some way to feel
    Like hot flesh and raw bone

    H.G Swells
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  • stoneygali wrote:
    Come out and play with me
    C'mon, c'mon over
    O come let us adore him

    Come over here
    Coming inside you
    She'll come around
    I'm coming

    Come to your senses
    Coming together
    Come again?

    Come follow
    follow
    follow
    Coming all over me
    Coming round the mountain
    Every year spring comes, then summer

    Sorry I can't come
    I'm afraid I can't come
    I wish I could come
    If you can't come, call

    Come if you can
    Come if you wish
    Come if you will

    He comes too fast
    She always comes late

    Come with me
    Come now
    Come later
    Come again
    Come let us be joyful
    Come what may

    Come and play with me again
    Come with me
    The best is yet to come

    Come all ye faithful
    joyful and triumphant

    Come and come again
    ......if you can't come
    then find a friend
    and make them come, with you

    If you can't be with the one you love
    come with the one you're with
    It'a a gift, that'll give you a lift
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  • (Okay time to get silly,. willy)

    I wanna lick you like a lollipop
    Make love to you till you drop
    Make love to you till you flop
    Twirl you like a spinning top
    And hop hop hop
    Like a bunny lickin’ your honey
    And life would be all warm and sunny

    I wanna make sweet love to you all night
    Till we think we’ve use some lock-tite
    And we’re flying like a solar power kite
    And burning our cells on hydrogen
    And sucking down oxygen to ignite our mixture
    And making time like there’s no tomorrow
    Making sweat run like water as we thunder down the road
    Never polluting, but recycling
    All our waste and load
    Savoring our taste, while licking up every drop we drip

    That’s why lickin’ on a lollipop is so good
    There’s no waste, but nice side effects
    Like wanting to suck your breasts
    And you wantin’ to burn my wood

    H.G. Swells
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  • i know what you want
    you know what i need
    it's nothing to do with
    avarice, envy or greed
    our sins are our joys
    nothing wrong with that
    when you walk into the room
    i'll be wearing nothing but a hat
    but oh, what a hat it will be
    with a big old rose
    and a bow made of pink organdy
    it will gracefully sit atop
    my crowning glory of a mop
    all tousled and curly
    i'll be waiting for you early
    we couldn't wait to get naked
    as nature has intended
    you're more natural than most
    even though you're just a ghost
    but hear me out, my see-through one
    much more than a horny son-of-a-gun
    as our thoughts combine to be free
    and the feelings flow more readily
    i wonder if the heart will attach
    when knowing it has met its match
    intellectually
    sexually
    mystically
    nakedly
    wholly
    and if its within already
    thought and form are steady
    no worries because we stand
    as a woman and a man
    and i know what you want
    and you know what i need

    lickety split
  • I smile,
    looooooong
    and hard
    at you,
    from across the universe.
    Do ya
    FEEEEL
    the vibration?
    Do ya
    FEEEEL
    the sensation?
    Does it
    prickle
    the little hairs
    on the back of your neck?
    Does it
    tickle
    your hunger
    for my raging, animal lust?

    I lick
    you
    through your jeans
    feeling the seams
    slip,
    and
    the buckle
    trip,
    my tongue.

    I lick
    you
    right up to your nose
    you know where it goes...
    lips,
    OOO,
    the taste of
    skin,
    so real.

    I want you raw.

    My lips for the kissing
    as my hands are undressing you,
    caressing you,
    blessing you
    with angel's whispers
    and devil's play.

    I want you now.

    My passion's overwhelming
    and I'm telling you,
    willing you,
    filling you
    with soft desires
    and hard need.

    I want you free.

    Your mind and body,
    oh, how I yearn for you,
    burn for you,
    churn for you,
    lulled by tides/
    roiling like the sea.

    I want you,
    I need you,
    I want you to be free!

    I smile,
    looooooong
    and hard
    at you,
    from across the universe.
    Do ya
    FEEEEL
    the vibration?
    Do ya
    FEEEEL
    the sensation?
    Does it
    prickle
    the little hairs
    on the back of your neck?
    Does it
    tickle
    your hunger
    for my raging, animal lust?
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • I want to undress you girl
    I pull of your shoes
    I’ll take my hands and undo
    The buttons on your blouse
    One at a time, while kissing your neck

    I want to undress you girl
    When the buttons are all down
    I’ll slip it out, one arm at time
    And let it silently falls to the ground

    I want to undress you girl
    my hands move down your back
    down your belly and I undo the button on your jeans
    I slowly pull the zipper down
    I pull on them from each side
    As they slide down your hips
    Exposing your black silk panties
    As I sigh, ooooh and ahhhhhhh

    I want to undress you girl
    You’re standing there now
    In just your panties and bra
    I put my arms around your back
    And undo the hook holding your peaches just so
    When the hook lets go
    My mouth is waiting, my lips are nibbling
    To take each one in, and then…

    I want to undress you girl
    With each nipple firmly erect
    My mouth slides down towards your panties
    Leaving trails of saliva past your belly
    And my teeth reach the top of your silk
    And slowly pulls, a little harder, a little more tug
    While body gives you a hug, my mouth undoes the snug

    I want to undress you girls
    As my hands still cup your breasts
    Your little wiggle helps me to do the rest
    As your peach fuzz is slowly exposed
    And your natural beauty
    Takes away my breath
    I want to undress you girl
    My hands then pull your silk panties
    Down past each knee
    And you life one leg at time
    And slip them over your ankle and foot
    Now you’re full exposed in the candlelight
    And your raw beauty beholds my awe
    Seeing your glistening hair and flesh, so raw

    I think I’ve undressed you now girl
    As hot nearly boiling blood to my manhood
    Your exposed velvet, my hard wood
    Your smooth skin clings to my lips
    As my hands glide across your hips
    While my fingertips explore your inner thighs
    While you stand there, and sigh

    Now it’s time to…Bless You Girl

    H.G. Swells
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  • I smile back at you,
    Looooooooooooooong
    And hard,
    As our eyes meet
    From across the universe

    I feel your vibration
    I feel your sensation
    I feel your libation
    I feel your affection

    From across the universe
    Can you feel,
    My erection

    For your hunger
    Your raging animal lust
    The erect nipples on your ample bust

    Can you feel my lips

    Kissing your mouth
    Undoing your blouse
    Kissing your neck
    Kissing your nipples
    Kissing your belly

    Can you feel my tongue

    On your smooth skin

    Caressing you
    Teasing you
    Pleasing you
    Releasing you

    Can you feel my raw passion

    Setting you free

    Burning for you
    Yearning for you
    Begging for you
    Whispering for you
    Playing like the devils desires for you
    Rolling for you
    Rocking for you

    I want U2
    I want you now
    I want you raw
    I want to free both of us
    Your heart n’ soul I trust

    Across the universe

    You n’ I, in verse


    I feel your vibration
    I feel your sensation
    I feel your libation
    I feel your affection
    I feel your gyration

    From across the universe
    Can you feel,
    My erection
    My affection
    My vibration
    My gyration

    The motion, the emotion

    ~~~~~~The wave~~~~~~~~~

    as it churns your way

    Across the universe


    H.G. Swells[/clolor]
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  • and yes....

    the hairs on the back of my neck
    .....are indeed pricked

    especially when I feel your tongue
    .....on my bare skin

    I can feel your hunger,
    .....your raging animal lust

    Did you know,
    .....I wear musk

    You can have me raw
    You can have me free
    As long as I have you too,
    the same natural way

    Let's turn fantasy, into reality
    .....with a litte rendevouz, with you
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  • I want to annoint
    my body
    in your
    sweet, dripping,
    desires.

    Your erection
    My confection
    Pure perfection

    I want to pour
    your cream
    on my
    heaving, glistening,
    breasts.

    Your eyes
    My cries
    Sweet sighs

    I want to reach it
    together
    in our
    dreamy, steamy,
    climax.

    Your shivers
    My quivers
    We're delivered









    Mess me!
    Bless me!
    Please undress me!


    I can feeeeeeeeeeel iiiiittttt! Oooo, oooo, ooooo, I can FEEEEELLLL it!!! "Say why-I-I-I-I-I-I, can't I touch it?" ;)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Baby, Can You Feel My Desire
    Can you feel my touch
    Can you feel my breath
    Can you feel my skin
    Can you feel my arousal

    Baby, Can You Feel My Desire
    Can you feel my flames lickin’ your body
    Can you feel my fingertips
    Can you feel my lips
    Can you feel my fire

    Baby, Can You Feel My Desire
    Can you feel my fingers running rhru your hair
    Can you feel my presence when I am there
    Can you feel my burn
    Can you feel my yearn

    Baby, Can You Feel My Desire
    Can you feel my heat
    Can you feel my beat
    Can you hear my heart pounding
    Can you hear my voice sounding
    As I whisper your name
    Can you feel my flame

    Baby, Can You Feel My Desire
    Can you feel my touch
    Can you feel my lips
    Can you feel my skin meshed in yours
    Can you feel my juices flowin’
    Can you feel my desire growin’
    Can you feel my love

    H.G. Swells
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  • I want to annoint
    my body
    in your
    sweet, dripping,
    desires.

    Your erection
    My confection
    Pure perfection

    I want to pour
    your cream
    on my
    heaving, glistening,
    breasts.

    Your eyes
    My cries
    Sweet sighs

    I want to reach it
    together
    in our
    dreamy, steamy,
    climax.

    Your shivers
    My quivers
    We're delivered









    Mess me!
    Bless me!
    Please undress me!


    I can feeeeeeeeeeel iiiiittttt! Oooo, oooo, ooooo, I can FEEEEELLLL it!!! "Say why-I-I-I-I-I-I, can't I touch it?" ;)

    If I am anointed
    And your body is dripping
    With me desires
    Are you double jointed

    I’m not perfect girl
    And this ain’t a perfect world
    Yet you are the connection
    My affection, the cause
    Of my erection
    And you’re a beautiful girl
    Inside and out, I just wanna SHOUT
    And SCREAM, as we fulfill our dreams

    Baby you can have all my cream
    That you can whip up or stir
    Cuz girl, you making this lion roar
    And I just love your purrrrrrrrrrrrr

    Girl, you makin’ me hot,
    You’re makin’ me steam
    You’re makin’ me dream

    You’re makin’ me erupt
    But I won’t be abrupt or quick
    Cuz I want more white hot molten lava
    To explode into your sky
    And flow deep into your forested valley

    Yes, I’ll mess you
    I’ll kiss you till my lips are raw
    I’ll use my mouth and teeth
    And nibble and gnaw

    Yes, I’ll undress you
    I’ll bless you
    And sprinkle you with angel dust

    And we’ll take a ride on a rising star
    And climax on the moon
    Maybe make a deep crater in the surface
    As our sweating glistening bodies twist n' turn
    Burn and burn, as we shake up the place, as us

    In the vacuum of space
    We'll create our own atmoshere
    where we’ll shiver, quiver, rock n' roll
    And know, the Angels have delivered us

    You can Touuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch it baby
    You can look too, with that glazed look in our eyes

    As our love was given to fly across the Universe
    In a land of hope and dreams
    We found a home in Paradise, it seems

    H.G Swells
    Create Good Things........
    Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
  • stoneygali wrote:
    I want to be fucked
    into silence.
    Until I cannot
    make a sound.
    So that my words
    cannot be found.
    Not in the heavens
    or on the ground.
    There is nothing
    to be said.
    Stole every thought
    from inside my head.

    I want to be fucked
    into silence.
    I always have words
    in my night and my play,
    in my work and my day,
    always got something to say.
    I want to be fucked
    into silence.
    Until none of my lips
    can speak.
    Yeah.
    I want it just that deep.

    I want to be fucked
    into silence.
    Actions speaking.
    Body reaching.
    Licks on flesh
    doing the teaching.
    Thrusts inside me
    doing the preaching.
    Until I can't even
    say amen
    or ask that you do it
    all over again.
    Quiet invasion, total domination,
    Then...silence.

    Please fuck me
    into silence.
    Put your cock to my brain
    and move me.
    Put some thought to my pussy
    and screw me.
    Conquer, defeat me,
    inaudibly school me.
    Fuck me so hard
    that I start to lose me,
    and I am speechless
    with delight.
    Fuck me into silence.
    Tonight.[/QUOT


    girl...this is beautiful..........


    yeh, this one i actually like myself.... that is a fucking rarity!!!!
    I never meant to hurt you, mi diablo, mi amigo, but I've built up so much character I have an alter ego. I have to make a clean break & I have to do it quick because the pain you give me babe would make Cal Ripken call in sick!!!
  • If I am anointed
    And your body is dripping
    With me desires
    Are you double jointed

    I’m not perfect girl
    And this ain’t a perfect world
    Yet you are the connection
    My affection, the cause
    Of my erection
    And you’re a beautiful girl
    Inside and out, I just wanna SHOUT
    And SCREAM, as we fulfill our dreams

    Baby you can have all my cream
    That you can whip up or stir
    Cuz girl, you making this lion roar
    And I just love your purrrrrrrrrrrrr

    Girl, you makin’ me hot,
    You’re makin’ me steam
    You’re makin’ me dream

    You’re makin’ me erupt
    But I won’t be abrupt or quick
    Cuz I want more white hot molten lava
    To explode into your sky
    And flow deep into your forested valley

    Yes, I’ll mess you
    I’ll kiss you till my lips are raw
    I’ll use my mouth and teeth
    And nibble and gnaw

    Yes, I’ll undress you
    I’ll bless you
    And sprinkle you with angel dust

    And we’ll take a ride on a rising star
    And climax on the moon
    Maybe make a deep crater in the surface
    As our sweating glistening bodies twist n' turn
    Burn and burn, as we shake up the place, as us

    In the vacuum of space
    We'll create our own atmoshere
    where we’ll shiver, quiver, rock n' roll
    And know, the Angels have delivered us

    You can Touuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch it baby
    You can look too, with that glazed look in our eyes

    As our love was given to fly across the Universe
    In a land of hope and dreams
    We found a home in Paradise, it seems

    H.G Swells

    I can bend forward
    and I can bend over backwards
    for you, sweet you,
    pour my myself out too

    None of us is perfect,
    at least not to ourselves
    but, to another,
    there could be no other
    and like beauty,
    is in the eye of the beholder

    Your lion's roar
    made this kitten purr,
    your heat and fire
    sparked my desire,
    to lift you up
    and take you higher

    Never have the flames
    licked me hotter,
    Never has the dream
    felt so real,
    Never has the universe
    been something I could feel

    I give you all that I am
    and only ask for your smile
    in return

    I cherish all that you give
    and keep it close to my heart
    in turn

    Boy, you make me hot,
    You make me steam,
    You make me cream,
    You make me dream,
    ("sweet dreams are made of these" ;))

    And baby, baby, baby,
    being with you,
    just to have you near,
    I don't need the moon,
    I don't need the sky,
    I just want to be
    the twinkle in your eye.

    ;)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen