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Too much beer Goggles?



She swore to me she was just eighteen

I feared she was barely legal

But being so hot I forgave her quite a lot

And soon my morals had melted and run like treacle

She sucked my cock like Brighton Rock

And fucked it like a dildo

So imagine my fright when I saw in the obituary writ

She was that night eighty two and a little bit

Now she may have lied about her age

And turned back time but not the grave

Still she remembered me in her will though​
 
Layers! Many layers. :p ;)
 
Some paints of William-Adolphe Bouguereau are talking to my soul ...

No jokes, please ...​
 

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RacingRodent said:
Warning unlimited rodent madness follows

Too much beer Goggles?



She swore to me she was just eighteen

I feared she was barely legal

But being so hot I forgave her quite a lot

And soon my morals had melted and run like treacle

She sucked my cock like Brighton Rock

And fucked it like a dildo

So imagine my fright when I saw in the obituary writ

She was that night eighty two and a little bit

Now she may have lied about her age

And turned back time but not the grave

Still she remembered me in her will though​
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...am I missing something here???

T
 
RacingRodent said:
Warning unlimited rodent madness follows

Too much beer Goggles?



She swore to me she was just eighteen

I feared she was barely legal

But being so hot I forgave her quite a lot

And soon my morals had melted and run like treacle

She sucked my cock like Brighton Rock

And fucked it like a dildo

So imagine my fright when I saw in the obituary writ

She was that night eighty two and a little bit

Now she may have lied about her age

And turned back time but not the grave

Still she remembered me in her will though​
Click to expand...
What can I say ? :p
 
RacingRodent said:
Warning unlimited rodent madness follows

Too much beer Goggles?



She swore to me she was just eighteen

I feared she was barely legal

But being so hot I forgave her quite a lot

And soon my morals had melted and run like treacle

She sucked my cock like Brighton Rock

And fucked it like a dildo

So imagine my fright when I saw in the obituary writ

She was that night eighty two and a little bit

Now she may have lied about her age

And turned back time but not the grave

Still she remembered me in her will though​
Click to expand...

vampire_weekend.jpg​
 
RacingRodent said:
Warning unlimited rodent madness follows

Too much beer Goggles?



She swore to me she was just eighteen

I feared she was barely legal

But being so hot I forgave her quite a lot

And soon my morals had melted and run like treacle

She sucked my cock like Brighton Rock

And fucked it like a dildo

So imagine my fright when I saw in the obituary writ

She was that night eighty two and a little bit

Now she may have lied about her age

And turned back time but not the grave

Still she remembered me in her will though​
Click to expand...
Gascon..................but a rich rodent now
paying in nuts or...............?
 
perfect weather this weekend in England (I am all over the place!) and had two lovely long tiring paddles in my scull I keep here - flat water!!! :)

Then I went to see the Matisse exhibition at the Tate Modern in London - brilliant... if a bit crowded... but then, in the crowd, I glimpsed the most lovely girl I think I've ever ever seen... and as is the way, we seemed to go from room to room at the same speed, and I kept seeing her... and .... nothing happened... so sad, but so sweet... and on the way home on the train I sort of scribbled how it felt... I can't think of any place on these forums where it would fit but here... so here it is.... :bdsm-heart:


The unbearable tenderness of beauty

Through brilliant shades slowly stepping
The darkened gallery thronged with late last crowds
Pausing, halting, advancing, swirling
Pink roses on her shoulders
Blue shapes cut and layered
A teasing twist of soft gold
Flowing perfection of nose and cheek to the gentle turn of a lightly stroked ear
Lips touched and dampened under knowing eyes
Seeing but not seeing
Blossoming parakeets and mermaids kissed by creoles dancing
Drifting a shining loveliness
So soon together
So soon gone
 
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pkindenhaag said:
perfect weather this weekend in England (I am all over the place!) and had two lovely long tiring paddles in my scull I keep here - flat water!!! :)

Then I went to see the Matisse exhibition at the Tate Modern in London - brilliant... if a bit crowded... but then, in the crowd, I glimpsed the most lovely girl I think I've ever ever seen... and as is the way, we seemed to go from room to room at the same speed, and I kept seeing her... and .... nothing happened... so sad, but so sweet... and on the way home on the train I sort of scribbled how it felt... I can't think of any place on these forums where it would fit but here... so here it is.... :bdsm-heart:


The unbearable tenderness of beauty

Through brilliant shades slowly stepping
The darkened gallery thronged with late last crowds
Pausing, halting, advancing, swirling
Pink roses on her shoulders
Blue shapes cut and layered
A teasing twist of soft gold
Flowing perfection of nose and cheek to the gentle turn of a lightly stroked ear
Lips touched and dampened under knowing eyes
Seeing but not seeing
Blossoming parakeets and mermaids kissed by creoles dancing
Drifting a shining loveliness
So soon together
So soon gone
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Can't please all the folk all the time, PK, :(

I thought it was pure magic, you can make words sing like the morning breeze :)

"Blossoming parakeets and mermaids kissed by creoles dancing"

Who else but PK could give us a line like that? :)
 
pkindenhaag said:
perfect weather this weekend in England (I am all over the place!) and had two lovely long tiring paddles in my scull I keep here - flat water!!! :)

Then I went to see the Matisse exhibition at the Tate Modern in London - brilliant... if a bit crowded... but then, in the crowd, I glimpsed the most lovely girl I think I've ever ever seen... and as is the way, we seemed to go from room to room at the same speed, and I kept seeing her... and .... nothing happened... so sad, but so sweet... and on the way home on the train I sort of scribbled how it felt... I can't think of any place on these forums where it would fit but here... so here it is.... :bdsm-heart:


The unbearable tenderness of beauty

Through brilliant shades slowly stepping
The darkened gallery thronged with late last crowds
Pausing, halting, advancing, swirling
Pink roses on her shoulders
Blue shapes cut and layered
A teasing twist of soft gold
Flowing perfection of nose and cheek to the gentle turn of a lightly stroked ear
Lips touched and dampened under knowing eyes
Seeing but not seeing
Blossoming parakeets and mermaids kissed by creoles dancing
Drifting a shining loveliness
So soon together
So soon gone
Click to expand...

beautiful words PK

flower1
 
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