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| 24 May 2014 07:52 AM |
The Tale of My Hot Fine Lad Boyfriend - A Ballad by fgt It began on a moist Monday After Afternoon: I was the most sm3xy str1pper around, He was the most hot fine lad.
He was my boyfriend, My hot boyfriend, My fine lad.
We used to wash so well together, Back then. We wanted to tickle together, around the world, We wanted it all.
But one After Afternoon, one moist After Afternoon, We decided to tickle too much. Together we r4p3d a spoon. It was wet, so wet.
From that moment our relationship changed. He grew so super-hunky.
And then it happened:
Oh no! Oh no!
He pooped on a spoon. Alas, a spoon! My boyfriend pooped on a spoon. It was drippy, so drippy.
The next day I thought my lips had broken, I thought my test tickles had burst into flames, (But I was actually overreacting a little.)
But still, he is in my thoughts. I think about how it all changed that After Afternoon, That moist Monday After Afternoon.
My test tickles... ouch! When I think of that hot fine lad, That hot fine lad and me. |
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