Beautiful memories of when penis was first brought to our lips, and beyond, at 1, 5, 9 and 10. The "ages" of adoring the lovething, sometimes of praising in one's dreams the glorious boy whose shining body bequeathed its swaying presence in the showers, dissolved at last in the laying of the godmold on the tongue, the precious treasure evaporating all expectations in its warmth and unprecedented character of wealth. "O my lord I am home."
"Cry God for Harry, England & St George," proclaims the ballsboy of coral peniscock, and all the youth of England are on fire to fuck their ass with slakings of its shaft. But wait:
"Adore my wondrous penis with me now," implores the youth from the 5th frame, "attending the unfurling of its curtains from its massing, luscious pith." It is indeed, a beautiful treasurecock he hoists to light our common gaze, and marvel at the windings of its vessels in their maze. Now is the cock of love before us for our purposed prayer of suck, his treasurehole of anus lent to train our tongue to pluck.
O, prescient boy of luscious lips, delted by thy swimly dips, festoon thy great doubloon of dick with swaths of flesh to haul us, quick. Beautiful cock, be sturdy to endure thy shock of love, incurring ours in fuckling bowers of comfort on thy shove.
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I'm inviting that first guy to my next pool party!
Beautiful memories of when penis was first brought to our lips, and beyond, at 1, 5, 9 and 10. The "ages" of adoring the lovething, sometimes of praising in one's dreams the glorious boy whose shining body bequeathed its swaying presence in the showers, dissolved at last in the laying of the godmold on the tongue, the precious treasure evaporating all expectations in its warmth and unprecedented character of wealth. "O my lord I am home."
"Cry God for Harry, England & St George," proclaims the ballsboy of coral peniscock, and all the youth of England are on fire to fuck their ass with slakings of its shaft. But wait:
"Adore my wondrous penis with me now," implores the youth from the 5th frame, "attending the unfurling of its curtains from its massing, luscious pith." It is indeed, a beautiful treasurecock he hoists to light our common gaze, and marvel at the windings of its vessels in their maze. Now is the cock of love before us for our purposed prayer of suck, his treasurehole of anus lent to train our tongue to pluck.
O, prescient boy of luscious lips, delted by thy swimly dips, festoon thy great doubloon of dick with swaths of flesh to haul us, quick. Beautiful cock, be sturdy to endure thy shock of love, incurring ours in fuckling bowers of comfort on thy shove.
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