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re: Professor accidently leaves projector going in class while writing a dirty book
Posted on 12/9/16 at 12:32 pm to DavidTheGnome
Posted on 12/9/16 at 12:32 pm to DavidTheGnome
That is terrible erotica.
He should take some pointers from me
From my latest book,
.And so he reached tenderly out to her, prying soft skin from the prison of her petticoat. Her bosom now free, the darkness of her nipple in stark contrast to her alabaster flesh. He grasped her breast. It was like a bag of wet sand, malleable yet firm.
His face contorted as he soiled his pantaloons. "Was it good for you?" he queried.
Or maybe from my best selling novella
A Chink In the Armor
The sound of crickets began their lilting refrain as Wang Hung Lo returned from the battle. He trudged to his tent, looking down at the mud and gore upon his tunic from a full day of spilling French blood. He thought of the curiousness of these Englishmen and then of his home, far to the East.
He drew back his tent flap to enter and was greeted with a sight that caused a stirring in his loins. Two women, clad only in lace which left little to the imagination, lay there upon his bedding. They arose in silence to greet him and let their lace fall to the floor. He smiled as they removed his armor, kissing his skin as his manhood grew ever stiffer under his breeches.
His eyes danced across their bodies, one with long, chestnut hair and olive skin, with firm, tight tits that sat up high, ready for action. The other was as pale as milk, with luxuriant red hair spilling down her shoulders to her breasts, like rivulets of flame. Hers were heavy and round, as big as ripe grapefruit with nipples the color of a dark bruise, glorious to behold. The sort of tits wars are started over.
Wang then stared curiously at their crotches, amazed that they were not all blurry, as was with the women in his home country. Also not filled with squid tentacles or other such nonsense.
European women were certainly a treat in that sense...
He should take some pointers from me
From my latest book,
quote:
The Boobs of Cleavage Manor
.And so he reached tenderly out to her, prying soft skin from the prison of her petticoat. Her bosom now free, the darkness of her nipple in stark contrast to her alabaster flesh. He grasped her breast. It was like a bag of wet sand, malleable yet firm.
His face contorted as he soiled his pantaloons. "Was it good for you?" he queried.
Or maybe from my best selling novella
A Chink In the Armor
The sound of crickets began their lilting refrain as Wang Hung Lo returned from the battle. He trudged to his tent, looking down at the mud and gore upon his tunic from a full day of spilling French blood. He thought of the curiousness of these Englishmen and then of his home, far to the East.
He drew back his tent flap to enter and was greeted with a sight that caused a stirring in his loins. Two women, clad only in lace which left little to the imagination, lay there upon his bedding. They arose in silence to greet him and let their lace fall to the floor. He smiled as they removed his armor, kissing his skin as his manhood grew ever stiffer under his breeches.
His eyes danced across their bodies, one with long, chestnut hair and olive skin, with firm, tight tits that sat up high, ready for action. The other was as pale as milk, with luxuriant red hair spilling down her shoulders to her breasts, like rivulets of flame. Hers were heavy and round, as big as ripe grapefruit with nipples the color of a dark bruise, glorious to behold. The sort of tits wars are started over.
Wang then stared curiously at their crotches, amazed that they were not all blurry, as was with the women in his home country. Also not filled with squid tentacles or other such nonsense.
European women were certainly a treat in that sense...
This post was edited on 12/9/16 at 12:52 pm
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Posted on 12/9/16 at 12:33 pm to fr33manator
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Girlie was probably meant to be girthy.
hmmm
I don't think so
Posted on 12/9/16 at 12:33 pm to fr33manator
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Girlie was probably meant to be girthy.
I dunno, it was growing in his panties, and he was wearing a girdle and garters. Freak.
Posted on 12/9/16 at 12:41 pm to fr33manator
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That is some terrible erotica.
Bad erotica is still good erotica.
Posted on 12/9/16 at 12:57 pm to fr33manator
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fr33manator
Posted on 12/9/16 at 1:40 pm to fr33manator
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That is terrible erotica.
So is 50 Shades but it somehow became a mega hit.
Posted on 12/9/16 at 5:39 pm to fr33manator
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His face contorted as he soiled his pantaloons.
quote:
Wang then stared curiously at their crotches, amazed that they were not all blurry, as was with the women in his home country. Also not filled with squid tentacles or other such nonsense.
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