MY WORST

My sausage,

sausage, sausage, you are a nice thing of
the world's favorite woman
by you is a great pleasure
that has passed from father to son.

If you, my sausage, were not there,
the world would be a dry desert
, or if I were
always hot , sweet sausage, you were ready.

When after the lengthening of the years
in me the urge to mate
, I have
stuck many a female newly stuck on my sausage. When I then tired of all the shooting was
still a moment to enjoy
, you laid, tired of all that bump
your head on my clocks.

Once a female has possessed with daring
my sausage almost in two,
so men of all countries
choose females without teeth.cheers
Embedded image from another site
Embedded image from another site
Embedded image from another site

Comments DisabledThe author has disabled comments for this blog.

Meet the Author of this Blog
jarred1

jarred1

eindhoven, North Brabant, Netherlands

My philosophy is it's none of my business what people say of me and think of me. I am what I am, and I do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier. [read more]

About this Blog

created Jun 2018
393 Views
0 Comments
Last Viewed: Mar 21
Comments Disabled by Author
jarred1 has 2,426 other Blogs

Like this Blog?

Do you like this Blog? Why not let the Author know. Click the button to like the Blog. And your like will be added. Likes are anonymous.

Feeling Creative?