Blow me Fluffy
Joe and Heather had to much time at the super bowl and during the 3rd quarter they wrote this on the fridge with all of those words that rose put on it earlier this year.
"Blow Me Fluffy"
I want her under my enormous pole
neeeding sansage and meat drooling
fingering her garden and after you
did this I tongued your hot bare
breasts hot it may fiddle like
wet skin recalling summer chocolate
with head your dreams flood an
elaborate pouning in the butt
lust and love whisped frantic
beauty like smelly man juice
raw and fast his boy milk gone
delerious sympohony incubating
easy woman will place legs
in bed chanting drunkin moans
our sweet screams produce
luscious death
by heather and joe, that was one unique and semi disturbing poem. thus its lj material =)
"Blow Me Fluffy"
I want her under my enormous pole
neeeding sansage and meat drooling
fingering her garden and after you
did this I tongued your hot bare
breasts hot it may fiddle like
wet skin recalling summer chocolate
with head your dreams flood an
elaborate pouning in the butt
lust and love whisped frantic
beauty like smelly man juice
raw and fast his boy milk gone
delerious sympohony incubating
easy woman will place legs
in bed chanting drunkin moans
our sweet screams produce
luscious death
by heather and joe, that was one unique and semi disturbing poem. thus its lj material =)