sensual poem

The thong

I see her thong and my mind goes ding dong,
I would think it has to be uncomfortable
But the don’t seem that label
Thank whoever invented the thong
He created a part of the man strong
Penetration is what you are going to experince
In my nation
In my home station
I will give your thong a new creation

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

I´m your cupid

I´m your cupid, stupid
open your eyes, to realize
i got my bow and arrow, for your sorrow
zing zing zing
there goes my magic arrow to your heart beating
dish dash dish splash
that is your heart turning into potato mash
it has been penetrated
by this beautiful cupid who has been donated….
to you, lucky you.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.