I'm dreaming of a tight mistress
Just like the girls I used to know,
When braless they glisten
And no children to listen
To hear the groaning in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a tight mistress
With every Credit card I sign
May my days be merry and blotto
And may all my Christmases be in my grotto .
Author notes
over 18s please adult material
Comments
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meh ok
it was pretty good
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lol, very saucy kevin, a really great write, but youd better not let the missus see it lol
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naughty kevin with his on the edge writing ,i'm becoming a reactionist poet, i'll be good from now on, well the rest of the day lol
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