Saturday, 3 September 2011


The succubus spoke of the
pleasures she would show me, of
grandes horizontales versed in
every vice, of harems
bulging with oriental beauty, of
discreet orgies in my honour, of
yummy mummies dropping their
babies at nursery then
dropping their knickers for me, of
virgins adept at anal congress and
sweet girls who loved to get their
knees dirty, but all the while her
figure got fainter as I
slipped away, dreaming of
just one thing, once, to

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