Wednesday 10 September 2014

Ejaculation as it's priceless procedures.
(explicit words content, parental guidance is advice, must be read by 18 and above)
It is the time when you saw your partner being playful, and somehow you never even thought of thinking that he might be missing something.
When that wiener enlarged and you just want to grab and play with it, "oh my that country sausage is so saucy" or NOT
Is it when you hold on that balls and lick it tightly with all your mouth full of saliva.
being a whore is a job, in it's finest...the exception of being on the fun and having fun is most likely unquestionable as a need and as a functional human being "you just have to suck all you can just to juice down that toy"
Penises got different sizes and color, some doesn't washed so it stank like a rotten hell from the Grim's cabinet, it is when your hand over that skin that will sooner grow as your heat penetrates that skin and you just want it so bad like you never gave a head before.
And what about having a lesbian room mate, isn't that amazing when they play with their cunt...and the need to have another hand to do the job is such a wetness by touch.
"and when you lick it you just can feel the oozing texture and the aroma of having the whole cunt in your face...."
Vagina is a word that describe that space where a douche and fingers can occupy as long and as hard as it gets.
when you pump that finger inside and when that cream flow out on those itchy fingers, you just need to suck all that then wave the hand again downward and playing slowly and smoothly along on the sides of those fat labia. And that clitoris, how well can you deal with that little ball of fun? you don't play with it with your fingers better lick it smoothly with that tongue.
The urge of heat of ejaculating...every now and then, you pump and scroll with that heat like you have never burst out all that sweat and excitement.

Friday 8 August 2014

Paradise within your reach

is that a buzzing sound of a frigid mind, telling me how incapable life can be most of the time?
Wait...did I used the word incapable?
an adjective?
well exactly my point, how can life be incapable by means of retrieving all, like vivid and a blazing light that your eyes can't even see.

knocking on a door with a swept on the floor
knock' knock'
fuck out that man who shut it generously banged on my ear
I hate the sound of that wide gruesome moan.
"hey!!!FUCKERS...people...here"
"yoooohooo"
then he went up and slammed the door again.
did I heard the woman yelled
I did and it smashed out all what the man have.
"so you got sex again, in my own bed and covers?"

usual thoughts right where your mind can imagine.
did they even see that word lines within their connection on how bad as a human they can be?
so incapable of the standards of knowing how cruel a basic life most of the time...


to be continued.....


Sunday 16 February 2014

That thing...

It is when you knew how passion strikes against your wrist,
knowing how your heart beats faster for every glimpse..
when you see the sky floats within,
giving some strength towards those fist

the founded glory upon the story
never had forgotten the love upon
bluntly granted, driven and stab
for my heart would not see whom you are for

for this I know how clear the sky can be
granules from mid air blooms upon
golden stars that never fails
how far can your lust be embraced

I love you
I love you
for who you are
I don't know how
tears have fallen
sadness and coldness
how would i bare to hold by far

and when you see how deep things can be
might have feel how magic can be gone
frigid loneliness empties your soul
flaming emotions, I can't just tell