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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I'll Take One Order Of Morning Glory Please!!!

PLEAZURE say's WAKE UP!!!! It's 5:45 am and there is NO BETTER TIME to whip out his sleeping yet erect member and give it a wet, sloppy KISS (French Kiss Preferred), after you get him nice & juicy don't make him move to much, because you want this to FEEL like a DREAM!!! Just slide up next to him, roll over on your side and gu...ide him right up to your pulsating entry way and then brace yourself for the ride!!!! Good Morning!

Monday, September 13, 2010

The "Hoover" Orgasm!!!


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Friday, September 10, 2010

Just A Thought!

I was pondering recently about how we bond with our mate & it occurred to me that the art of the slow dance has been lost.  Many couples, never got that close prior to their wedding reception except to steal an occasional kiss or during intimate bedroom moments.  The slow dance to me represents "confirmation" of a relationships integrity signed, sealed and delivered whether conducted in your living room or as the "first dance" under the proud and watchful eyes of those most special to a couple on their wedding day.  I personally recall my introduction to the slow dance - HOUSE PARTIES!  We were simply playing house back then, emulating what we considered a grown up thing to do.  Then come the prom's - we could have killed the DJ! For a moment, whisper to yourself - slow dance - what's the first memory that fills your heart?  For me it's always a wedding.  No one's in particular, but its a wedding.  I figure a wedding comes to mind because at the reception all doubt of the integrity of the relationship is null & void and cast aside if only for that one moment that the new Bride & Groom take the floor.  Today, I take a stand, the first opportunity that I am blessed with I pledge to invite my partner to join me in a slow dance.  None of that "wall-e" stuff the kids are talking about.  Furthermore, I promise to continue to enjoy my partner via a slow dance during any occasion that presents an opportunity.  Even if I have to personally create the occasion, I will not sway from my mission.  The slow dance, an intimate portrayal of a couples commitment to remain firm and grounded til death do them part & into their journey throughout eternal life.


How exquisite :-)

Just a thought!!!  Come visit again real soon.

Pleazure


Wednesday, September 8, 2010

POEM CORNER: Flippin' Da Script by Pleazure

The following poem is written letter style to a young lady that I've always wanted to taste.

Enjoy & LEAVE A COMMENT!

Yours in Service,

Pleazure





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Damn Baby Girl...

You taste delicious, juicy & Oh So Sweet.
Good enough to lick, HELL good enough to eat!
I've been jones'n for that gushy stuff all day & night...
Spread eagle baby girl and let me tear that thang up right.
Don't start runnin' from me pussy cat, I'm not to proud to beg.
You've been talking that gangster shit all night, now back up what you said.
Play wit that thang some more, get it good and ready.
Shake dat ass real fast princess, wait now hold it steady.
Let me slide up under my meal, assuming the perfect position,
for this ain't no regular episode, I'm on a mutha fucking mission.
Imma sample that wetness, real nice and slow,
stoking your insides gently - don't act like you don't know.
I'm trip'n just imagining that creamy stuff running down my cheek.
Contract those kegel muscles, shit I think you sprung a leak.
You'll grab at my hair & neck, begging me not to stop...
Didn't I tell you I'm made for this shit, I'm everything your man is not!
Deeper & deeper I hear your mouth and body pleading...
Humbly, I oblige, you know my ass is greedy.
I retreat to your clit, causing swelling like a thimble,
while my finger tickles your G-Spot, causing your legs to tremble.
You buck at my face, trying your damnedest not to scream.
As you give in to an orgasm you yell - "DAMN BITCH, your tongue game is MEAN".
I close this portion of our session, as you relax & silently pant.
A woman sure can please a woman in ways that a man just can't.


With Love,
Pleazure