Jack and his hammer
went upside my slammer
to steal away my treasure
Jack broke through my opened flue
and brought forth anal pleasure
Deep he got, inside he trot
as fast as he could take me
Heaven and back, he blew his stack
and shot forth his manly glory
Jack and his hammer
spewed out bad grammar
urging on for me to follow
Jack pulled out my oozing pout
and left me sadly hollow
He stole away, no words to say
as fast as he could leave me
drawers bare, without a care
and left me sadly empty
RafaDe
Damn Jack! I lost count of the Jacks in my world!
ReplyDeleteMuch Love!
FFB
Haha! Very funny & sexy!
ReplyDeleteI'ma steal #4 for a while.....
♥
CoreyJo
Hey FFB,
ReplyDeleteTo be fair, only one of those Jack's actually blazed your tail, stealing away with your manly treasure. The rest of those damnable Jack's came where many Jacks have cum before!
HaHa!!
Rafa
Hey Corey Jo,
ReplyDeleteNice to know I'm still shining bright for you, as I've missed you popping in and out almost like a right hard cock in my slammer. HaHa
Oh, btw, you can't have 4 (or 9 & 11, for that matter), as THEY ARE MINE!!!
Rafa
I'm sorry. I've been taking my own beating lately, but you will always be my shining star darling, you know that. And I doubt anything I have would even remotely cum close to a hard cock in your slammer...that is unless you'd like my fist!?!...No? oh well, sorry, you'll have to stick to men then. lol
ReplyDeleteSince you won't share #4 I'll just take #'s 6, 8, & 12. Thanks :D
love ya
CoreyJo
Corey Jo,
ReplyDeleteNo apologies, I meant it to simply show I missed you and appreciate when you do stop in. Sorry if it came off as passive aggressive.
Yeah, I think I'll pass on the fisting. I like it rough, but no...not that rough.
By nature I'm not much of a sharer, but, I guess go ahead and borrow your three. Just don't be surprised to find a forearm shiver upside your chops, if I find myself still a might hungry once I've exhausted MY three.
Rafa
P.S. An anonymous little bird sang me a ditty with cock in his cheek, that he just didn't know that you just wouldn't know. Then when he knew that you just din't know, what could he do but continue to blow, in hopes that someday you'd get it and know!
No, I'm sorry. I had such a horrible day yesterday and today my mood is unleashing on everyone and everything. I'm glad you missed me, it makes me smile. I miss you too. Since I'm not an avid wrastler, like you & studly, I'm not sure exactly what a 'forearm shiver' is. All I know is if anything is gonna be upside my chops it better be the inner thighs of the man I'm devouring. You may want to beware, I'm liable to give you a licking to the likes of which you'll never forget if you get to close while I'm dining ;) But thank you for sharing.
ReplyDelete~♥~
CoreyJo
p.s. I'm almost positive I know what little birdie you're talking about. And I'm almost positive I know what the little birdie said. Just tell the little birdie that I had a little cock in my cheek too.
p.s.s. boy I sure do hope we're talking about the same birdie or I'm gonna feel real dumb! lol I'm not blonde anymore so I can't use that for an excuse....are redheads considered dumb too? ;)
Little birdie says your cheeks left teeth marks, and to stay clear of your chops, dinner bell ringing or not.
ReplyDeleteRafa
P.S. when the cockpit drips dizzy and dumb, does the color of the landing strip really matter?
Tell the little birdie that I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave marks. I would never do that intentionally. Tell him that I'll kiss it all better later if he wants. ;)
ReplyDelete~CoreyJo
p.s. I guess the color doesn't matter, it must just be the fog from my ditch again... lol
No worries, Corey Jo, little birdie needs to man up and not be such a flapp'n vagina.
ReplyDeleteNothing wrong with a foggy ditch, just get the Sailor to plug it up with a bit of man salve and check it for seepage in the morning!
Wishing you a smile as wide as your puss chops to the crack of your ass--
Rafa
Hey Rafa, that poetry is great.
ReplyDeleteOf cocks and holes
Now grab onto my pole
Of this you know,
You pay your tolls
With satisfaction to boot
with so little loot
You are the man,
that I can say
Who shows us the goods
with lust at heart
I ram it home
The big fat bone
With delight and smiles
You depart from these walls
You say " I shall return
for a peek and a jump
For here I've found
What the treasures
For all my pleasures.
I hope you have more
rhyme and rythm Especially in
bed. Keep up the good work
Now, when is that book of
Poetry of cocks & holes
coming out?
Denis
;)
ReplyDeleteHey Denis--
ReplyDeleteI love it when you rhyme for me...makes me soooo hOrNy!
Beautiful words, my friend!
And don't you worry none about my rhythm section...you already know about my infamous horn blowing, but I's also got me a butt bongo fiesta that can dance to the fuck stick fantastic, as I writhe to the beat of man fucking man.
Hoping you're hard but not "up"--
Rafa
P.S. I can't even get anyone but my own damn self to publish just one poem, how the HELL am I gonna get someone to print an entire book of this silliness?!?
;), back at cha, Darlin' of mine!
ReplyDeleteRafa
I won't even try to figure out what you and Corey Jo are talking about.
ReplyDeleteJust make a clone of all those men and send them my way, so this way, you both can keep your own! ;)
Hugs
Jon
No worries Jon, speaking Rafa is sorta like speaking in tongue, but with more suction and better action. If you're not an expert, don't hurt yourself, just lie back and enjoy the swirl, Baby!
ReplyDeleteEven 3 times the men, if you're eating at my house, it's best to watch your flanks. It's ALWAYS game on and spoils to the victor!!
Have a great weekend, and be sure to stretch before taking on any of them clones above...they've been known to like a contortion or two!
Rafa