Spillage
Swollen like a river
flooded ..
Swollen like some
thirsty
engorged gourd ..
Swollen
like some bloated
stream,
now far too deep to
safely ford ..
Swollen like some
blue vein
throbbing, nigh on
fit to burst ..
Swollen like some
second
coming, moisten lips
and then
quench this thirst ..
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: February 5th, 2024 04:44
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Comments8
Sounds like some one's Damn is about to burst. Such emotion. ❤️
Damn you can feel write through me ❤️
Difficult to determine precisely just what is the situation here..............😇!!!
although I think it unlikely, maybe you're just reading me wrong .. 😇 ))
And someone needs a room with a
door to lock. 🙄
I like to leave em open with a bar of soap on the handle .. it makes for a cleaner getaway 🙂
Make sure you wear gloves so as to not leave fingerprints behind. 🥸
Ahh a poem about KP.... bloated.... lol.
............. sorry to disappoint Mr. O .. but nope, not on your nellie
Very relatable.
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Wow! I'd say the imagery is explosive, I sincerely hope that everything came out all right. Cheekily delightful you naughty boy!
Oh' what a tender ache you leave behind for such a naughty boy as I .. bless you Bella .. Neville
Those moistened lips are obviously ready to quench your thirst Neville - and my it ever be so.
Andy
SShh keep it quiet or everyone will want a drop .. now would you kindly send me your bill ..
Wow! What a surprise...
while I am washing my pen out with hot soapy water if you give me a bell, I'll explain everything .. 🤍
🙏
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