The Penis Soliloquies: Sweet dreams are made of this

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Ted for Toni!

Anonymous said...: Fuck’s magnificent titans, moaning off over the malefoil of their sliming meat, churn capstones of the narrative suspended in the footballer’s elegant sheath, of testicles’ redemption by its gush. The great arc of penis’ mercy knows no instant of low drama to the male, luxuriance and radiance inherent in its wale. But it is the horn which grants the healing in the sweep of its impale, as Jake’s portends the keeling of our fond extruding vale, and suckmales keep annealing to forestall their penis wail. All of penis floats upon the roiling bay of need that it embodies with protean effigies ~ now easy, now ardent, now anguished, now sovereign ~ the profile of a lusciousness foretold in its swaying vault, profuse in vaulting trajectories thrust up by tides of craving and boldly spinnakered with plushest pith of succulence to spew the raptest vestige of itself against the sun of male fuck.; October 22, 2008 at 8:32 AM
Y said...: And not only Ted:)Francois and Julian too.Love the three of them.
Thanks,buddy!Spasibo.; October 22, 2008 at 12:18 PM
João Baptista said...: everybody is looking for something; October 24, 2008 at 3:18 PM