awesome

AWESOME! TWOSOME

Just Have it

two in one penis

thats great to have one penis in twos mouth.

Panties

Panties

She wanted embroidered on pants and her bra
a message that told him that he'd gone too far.
A motif that told him
"If you can read this, You're much too close, so give it a miss."

"Certainly Modom," the saleslady said.
"In what kind of script would you like it read?
Copperplate? San Serif? Bold wouldn't fail."
She thought for a moment and then she said… "Braille."

ITCHY erotica

Introduction

Ever had an itch you just couldn't satisfy? Maybe you'll relate to this poem.

ITCHY

An itch to be scratched -
A lust unmatched -
An empty bed -
"Let's go!" she said.
And on the summer's afternoon
we loved until we saw the moon.

Exhausted, laying there exposed
upon my belly, I proposed
she scratch my back to top it off -
and soon she did, so soft, so soft.

Nails as sharp as 'Wiltshires' creep
like slugs upon a compost heap
across my sweaty skin until
I feel an itch she can't quite kill.

"Just up a bit." She hears me say.
"Down a bit...the other way.
Up a tad. You've gone askew.
Slide across a touch or two.
A little harder. Damn it! Swat it!
Keep going, yes, you've almost got it.
Listen woman, can't you tell.
You're nowhere near it. Bloody Hell!”

I fling my body in the air
and land atop the carpet bare
Grinding hard upon my back
searching for a pointy tac
to give me what I really need -
a decent scratch that makes me bleed

Bewildered, she is staring down,
as losing it, I go to town.
Raising up my back, I arch it,
slamming hard down on the carpet.

My body parts are flicking, hectic,
like I'm turning epileptic.
A book! A knife! A nice high heel!
Give me something I can feel

But suddenly, like when it reared,
my itch just vanished...disappeared.

I rose, so pleased, my love to tell
and found that she was gone as well.

The door was slammed, the lock was latched.
Our race was run...and I was scratched!

```raaj```