theres nothing better than...
 

waking up on your day off with a raging hard-on and fapping to hot ladyboys...

:turnon:

There's nothing better than waking up next to the one you love.

Good reply Ila. You are an incorrigible romantic - bravo!

waking up next to the one you love and fapping your raging hard on all over them.

The best way I ever woke up was from my gf softly licking my pussy. Hmmmmmmmm

There's nothing better than:

-waking up with the one I love and she's in my arms
-hearing the beautiful voice of the one I love
-just being with the one I love

And then reality awakens you. Ila, you are a soft romantic. Dreamer dream on..........:innocent:

Nothings beats the feeling of waking up on a sunny day with not a single worry in my mind.

There's nothing better than discovering or knowing yourself and being fine with the answer. Everything else can then fall in place.

pleasure
 

When asked what is the meaning of life. The Dali Lama answered, pleasure.:respect:
OK! Just love your cock around the clock! ;):lol::inlove::turnon::inlove:

oh, and ...
 

... and, of course, a real shared orgasm.

pleasure
 

An orgasm is just a spasm
A french kiss is full of bliss
feel blessed when nursing a breast
feel a lot when kissing a cock
giving her pleasure is beyond measure
you won't be a bum if you make her cum
OK,Ok, Ill stop.;):inlove::turnon::inlove::inlove:

i orefer to wake up an be sucked off and fucked in the morning

man i beat it so hard yesterday it swelled up :(

doesnt that happen before you beat it?

I'm just happy to wake up.. ;) :D

Good one! Please dont stop :respect:


Bionca is pretty (Oh!)
As well as witty.
Hank is The Lover
Tgirls, take cover.
I am romantic...(while)
Gwen is mostly frantic.
Ila is the best ...(among the)
She-cock obsessed.
Slutty Anna's smarty
But she talks dirty.
GRH has wisdom
About Pot kingdom!
Jim's real wise (in the)
Hooker's Paradise!

-Sesame Friday 27 Feb'09

Is this Verse or Werse ?
 

I really have no time
To type my lust in rime
I'll leave it to you chaps
To fill in all the gaps

I scarce believe my eyes
When viewing all those thighs
The cocks the anal treats
And dainty tasty teats

So keep the threads a-coming

Ahhh. . . I am . . .

( I should have finished that with something about my bollocks :D, but I thought that if I went on I'd never finish, and besides this looks like a really good thread, and I'd hate to hold anyone up ! ! )

A really Good morning
 

Bravo Marine_41!



The Highest amorous good...(is to)
Awake with morning wood, (And)
Find sweetheart in horny mood!
Make tender love you should...
And feel that life is good.


-Sesame 27 Feb 09

Fun-factory - or what ?
 

Oooh ! This looks like fun ! !

Can anybody have a go at this poetry thing ?

Let me see - ( adopts meditative poetic pose )

Romantic, Obscene, Humorous, Cynical - the choice is wide.
How about some member Nonsense Verses like that ones from the famous Edward Leere ? You know, like Isaac Asimov's dirty limericks ( US SciFi giant ).

OK. I'll make a start :

There once was a Tranny from Trentham
Who...
She shoved in her. . .
And twiddled her . . . etc.

That sort of thing anyway. Now, over to all you creative bards ( and bardesses ) - I'll add my half a groat's worth later !

;):innocent:

Oh you poor sex-obsessed men...

You like the feel of stroking your cocks,
I like trading the profitable stocks...
You claim to shemales to be fond,
I'd rather than men, buy myself bonds.

Men are fickle,
Dividends trickle,
While man's interest often does wane,
A cheap bought stock often does gain!

While shemale fantasies, often hot...
Seldom match capital gains I've got,
Fickle sexual fantasy on mind,
Seldom meets a good stock find!

And if my market comes to a bear,
I don't want you males with unshaved hair,
Then the bull for me is in drugs,
And not in your fake-ass hugs!

Not all Limericks come from Ireland
 

No offence intended to the folks from Erin's Isle -

OK, you frustrated ( or not so ) Tranny-tracers, my first limerick will have to wait until the flood begins. Meantime my doodling pen meandered out with the following :

I woke up in the morning with a hard-on like a rock
I reached around to scratch my arse and found it full of cock !
It was then that I remembered my long binge the night before
When I tried to ' pull ' a piece of skirt
- Least that is what I saw -
We ended drinking ' Dempseys '** which got right to my head.
So now I've got a visitor a-lurking in my bed . . .

The cunning and deceitfulness
It really worked on me.
It really made me angry - I just should have stuck to Tea !
She really got my back up
So I downed another shot
And now I love the Trannies
And everything they've got ! ! !

The moral of this story
Is plain enough to see
That if you want to ' Hunt the Cunt '
Then don't go out with me ! !

( Unless you want a really good time, of course ! )

** ' Dempsey ' a cocktail made up of Calvados, Pernod and Grenadine. If you substitute Absinthe for the Pernod, you have a most effective Mickey Finn - nearest thing to Flurazepam !

Footnote. The only drawback ( all precautions taken, of course ) is that it makes it hard to turn over in bed ! !

:D

Stock vesus love
 

Bravo! Mel, it looks like you are doing really well with your doodling pen! Let it meander some more. ;)

:lol: Fake-Ass hugs! Thats bloody brilliant, GRH! Though it sounds rather like you're dating a stock-broker of late! :p

Now, if you'll allow me, here's my answer.

The bonds are lifeless
Men are alive.
Stocks lead you to a mess
Men rock and thrive.

Stocks leave you mindless
Same about drugs,
Bliss is in embrace,
Kisses and hugs.

Stocks are like mercury,
Love's like gold.
Greed, tension and worry!
Versus Bold.


So, there you go GRH.:lol:

That's the truth

I would imagine


You are making jealous, lol