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stork daddy
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were all up in each other...but then i found out she's from wisconsin and doesn't give guys head...that's pretty much some republican shit right there.
so i totally forsook her to start a social crusade to convince all women to perform vigorous oral sex often. not just on me, mind you, that'd be selfish. but on all men (including me).
we're advancing to utopia, one soft, inviting (if my impassioned rhetoric is effective) feminine mouth at a time.
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unhinged
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if i am the last woman on earth, i will defy this cocksucking crusade
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unhinged
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and for some strange reason, you bring out the melodrama in me daddy
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stork daddy
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it's because deep down you feel the love we share, and know that nobody can polish my knob like you'd be able to.
now if only you would, i could strap you to my face like a feedbag, and life would begin anew...we would shower, have a snack, and then enter a suddenly more beautiful world.
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oldephebe
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really good impassioned rhetoric or poetic language is always effective, even if you don't mean it but deftly project the lie between ones thighs and eyes and seal it with a verisimilitude of ones hearts open mouthed kisses...
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unhinged
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rhetoric will not get me to suck cock no matter how impassioned it is; promises of the returned favor won't either.
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oldephebe
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nah...i wasn't talking it about being an ineluctable and or irresistable seduction into to oral sodomy or something....god how did i get THIS deep into the gutter...i ah was just on my usual quixotic soapbox...
*exits stage left*
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maybe it's better you leave pheb; all is fair in a war of love *swoon* and *faint* and *clasp*
this war between me and daddy is better left maybe between me and daddy
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stork daddy
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it's a strange war indeed,
which you fight on your enemies behalf.
for if you would only concede
and make oral peace with my staff
you'd see that our usual dignities
cannot apply to our lovers.
we forego our usual securities
to discover new selves under covers.
In a war which could tear our great union apart,
why won't you sing a song of the south?
For if you invite me to enter your heart,
you cannot help but offer the same of your mouth.
for the heart has highest authority
the lips are merely its voice
return to our trysts some parity
and let our mouths BOTH rejoice.
for no two people can ever be flush
but lovers must always try
to press every juncture, to push
against push and never ask why.
why deny me room at that inn
why erect such a wall?
to not stretch our human range is a sin
when answering nature's call.
so let us be lovers in full
think outside the box don't lag,
blow my horn and i'll wet your wool
plus you can do it while you're on the rag.
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