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The Peace of Your Arse
Strong, dark hands doth worship your "arse"
Down upon knees, prostrate fall
Your curves I manfully embrace and caress
Fingers gently spreading it's cleft.....
Morning shadows of it's grandeur emblazoned upon
bedroom walls.....
My fingers massage your latex and flesh
You moan and sigh as I caress
With each pass, my hands brush across your "piece"
Lips pout, made moist a sweet release.....
.....you exclaim, love
Call my name love
I feel your heat love
Moments pass, the two shall twain......love.
Gently my hands massage your
soft, sumptuous, feminine flesh
Tenderly spanking your pale, white skin
Cherub red it becomes at my touch
A deep, hot arousal begins to burn within.....
......my latest, greatest Syn
My Lips sweetly and gently suck in
the softness of your fair, tender skin
again.....
again.....
and again
Cum mornin'
I *kiss*
ur arse......
Published 26th Mar 2013
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26th Mar 2013 2:47pm
26th Mar 2013 3:20pm
No need to bow down my brother, just appreciate the power and the passion of.........words
26th Mar 2013 5:23pm
Nice to meet a fellow arseman, Mr. M! Very arousing piece you're written here! Worthy of worship indeed!
26th Mar 2013 5:57pm
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26th Mar 2013 5:57pm
26th Mar 2013 10:27pm
27th Mar 2013 2:45am
Anonymous
27th Mar 2013 3:46pm
MrM,
"....Peace in the valley, people got to be free..." Yes, one more swat and you will be setting it free! ; ) Love the way you got down behind this one and brought it on home! You are the master, my brother!!!
tornado
"....Peace in the valley, people got to be free..." Yes, one more swat and you will be setting it free! ; ) Love the way you got down behind this one and brought it on home! You are the master, my brother!!!
tornado
19th Apr 2013 1:38pm
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