Sir's boy has it precisely right, of course. Who can doubt the lusciousness of the precious lozenge hoisted to us, on axis in its bloom? Yet, here, and in all such proffers from this angle of perception, we behold the gracious radius proposed for our engulfment of the whole, and calculate the renovating reach of love's concussive instrument, its bezel's breadth a benison to blaze a broader boulevard with breachings of its bore. All of instinct clamours to contain the cogent clockface of the cock, and tips the assly hourglass to seize the gladdening shock, and gather every grain of it in time.
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3 comments:
there is something about a Man's smell that will drive anyone crazy.
Ray
That last pic is hot, love a cock that is looking at me.
Sir's boy has it precisely right, of course. Who can doubt the lusciousness of the precious lozenge hoisted to us, on axis in its bloom? Yet, here, and in all such proffers from this angle of perception, we behold the gracious radius proposed for our engulfment of the whole, and calculate the renovating reach of love's concussive instrument, its bezel's breadth a benison to blaze a broader boulevard with breachings of its bore. All of instinct clamours to contain the cogent clockface of the cock, and tips the assly hourglass to seize the gladdening shock, and gather every grain of it in time.
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