vwho are you inquires the buxom blueette little does she knowv she is being quite greedy and yet all i can think about is sucking em titties i cant focus on vwhat shes saying the svway of her hips is making me crazy if you vwant to get to knowv me vwell all you gotta to do is end this dry spell step out of your dress and showv off your rack once vwere in the sack youll see it quite clearly that the answer to sir is schlorping his thingy my philosophy is in the respiteblock the truth vwill be revwealed after you suck my cock @archivesGrip #nsfwv #erotica #poetry
Oh, you are certainlly culltured. The kind that is helld within a petri dish or rather than a scroll or piece of parchment or performance.
looks like kannys got some competition. that sure is a big, leafy bowvl of vword salad. you forgot to address the trunkbeast in the block, though. did it vwork zz:)
Who are you, scried the Cerulean? His identity is not a simple 8oolean. A query posed with such dramatic flair, yet the answer was plain to any there. Cronus postured with his 8ardly esteem, as though every innuendo advances his scheme. Yet his ego-driven veil wore terri8le thin. One hears more from his trousers than thoughts from within. His voice yearns for desire so profound. While his diction collapses every round. A tragedy, really, his structure has merit. The tasteless 8ard has no skill to inherit. He states simply that he wants her true and 8lue. Her gratuitous frame should 8e in his view. He openly speaks of his wondrous prose. Yet his words are empty, just horny woes. His eroticism 8arely moves past the idea of fiction. His silvered tongue a victim of self dereliction. Perhaps if he were to 8egin to try really hard. There would 8e a timeline with a Sylph and a 8ard.
hey queen vwas that guy bothering you?
Given you liked his poetry rather earnestly, I don't suspect you and I will have much to talk a8out more.
i pray youre not like this vwhen you pail, otherwise, vwe may run into some technical issues. seriously, though, isnt this considered plagiarism? yikes, aranea. youre lucky youre a knockout, othervwise, id be pretty miffed about someone ripping off my dulcet rhymes. i poured my pumper and soul into this blazon. each vword oozes vwith passion. the fact that youre blind to it demonstrates a concerning lack of emotional intelligence. thankfully, i happen to havwe the next eternity or so free if youre looking for a guide to help you get in touch vwith your emotions.
real art can bother people. just because something that #triggers you dont #trigger me dont mean i cant trust to comfort you about it. twvo things can be true. @carminegnosiology