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_____As in meeting
Rasputin, I then met his daughter Darvulia,
and enevitably his other daughter Matilda
whom used to work in
Calgary doing a Turkey Rep job for ButterSquare Turkeys of which
she quit, and moved back here...This was for the most part better,
because now she's here to tease in person and between her and her
sister Birdie The ole Dragon gets little rest,
"come fix my poooooter...."
as they add one more add-on or new chat program to the config.
This page is dedicated to you my Dear Friend
and Turkey Girl,
may
all your jobs in life be so juicey, and filling to your appetite ...
What took you so long to get back to Saskabush
anyways eh...!
:)
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� I saw you across a crowded room.
� Among all the others that were there,
� The lights seemed to shine down on you alone.
� I knew then I had to have you for my own.
� Willingly,
you came with me to my home.
� From the car, I carried you & threw the door.
� Looking
at you ,I admire your body,
� your well shaped legs,and breasts.
� Slowly I remove what wraps,
� around your body so tighly,
� fitting you like a glove.
� Exposing your tender white skin.
� From
your neck I remove your charms,
� and carry you off in my arms,
� to the warm water that awaits.
� The
water cascades down your neck,
� flowing over your soft breasts then,
� making your legs glisten with wetness.
� Droplets of water cover your taut skin.
� My hands
rub your body, ummmm
� running them threw the beads of water.
� Making them trickle down off your body.
� I place
my fingers inside you.
� You are warm and moist,so ready.
� I carry your still dripping body,
� to a laying place,so that I can
� put inside you what was well
� prepared to enter you before
� we even came through the door.
� As soon
as I lay you down
� your legs spread open wide.
� You are ready now and so am I.
� I put
a little in slowly at first,
� getting a feel for how much you can take in.
� I put
in more, you take it willingly.
� In anticipation, faster and faster
� I put it in,,pushing it in deeply
� as far as I can,,until I can't
� put any more in,you are so tight.
� With your legs wrapped tightly,
� not wanting to release any of it,
� I make
you so hot for a very long time,
� until your sweet juices escape from within.
� Then I taste you, with my tongue at first,
� your skin is so soft and tender.
� I taste
more of you with my mouth,
� you are so hot and moist,you taste so good.
� Your
juices coating my mouth,
� making me drool in anticipation
� of eating you more,with every taste.
� "Oh
yes", I say to you,
� "I
must say Grace"
� "Thank
God for Butterball turkey.... Amen"