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Will you still love me
when my pussy
grows too old to lick
when my pubes wince
battleship grey
& the goddess gravity
holds sway
to the jiggle
of sagging tits
When ass cheeks
sigh in the breeze
and no amount
of lacy lingerie
can prise a rise
from your dick
Will you
love me
still?
when my pussy
grows too old to lick
when my pubes wince
battleship grey
& the goddess gravity
holds sway
to the jiggle
of sagging tits
When ass cheeks
sigh in the breeze
and no amount
of lacy lingerie
can prise a rise
from your dick
Will you
love me
still?
Published 25th May 2012
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26th May 2012 1:38pm
The passion is brilliant and sounds that of a one-sided love....a mad psychotic zeal which has often captured me in the past!!!
27th May 2012 7:37am
Exactly right Anando - for what is life without passion!
As always appreciate your feedback ~ Abra.
As always appreciate your feedback ~ Abra.
Anonymous
26th May 2012 4:48pm
This is a good question in a youth oriented society? "Till death do us part" was reasonable when most people were dead by 40 and the average marriage lasted no longer than 12 years...but you, referring to the Beatles song...ask a good question.....to which the only answer in North America is ...plastic surgery....but even that cannot take care of everything.....If your lover loved you for your soul then the physical can be transcended....perhaps??????
27th May 2012 7:42am
Yep, it's a theme that's always fascinated me - sustaining love in a relationship when the pleasures of the flesh have paled was never one of my stronger qualities. Plastic surgery (tastefully done) should be free for all. Bring it on.
