poem Am I By Cara Thereon on Saturday, May 21, 2016 I’d never call myself Cock hungry But after months And months Of none at all I may be just a little Starved Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like this:Like Loading... Previous Post Next Post Related Posts poem Slippery poem Bruise Photos poem writing Slender neck
Nick May 21, 2016 at 10:10 am Reply Fret not! Only another 9 months of your self-imposed celibacy to go 🙂
Life of Elliott... and all that jizz May 21, 2016 at 2:09 pm Reply Where can one obtain an application form?
heidisomething May 23, 2016 at 6:27 am Reply I’ve got a steady supply and still some days it isn’t enough
heidisomething May 23, 2016 at 9:36 am Reply and then some days I just want some girl-time….lately Ive been obsessed with a certain dark-skinned lovely…
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Fret not!
Only another 9 months of your self-imposed celibacy to go 🙂
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6 more months actually, but who’s counting
6??? O. M. G!!! So soon.
November…mmmm.
Where can one obtain an application form?
Author
The door to the left
I’ve got a steady supply and still some days it isn’t enough
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It’s never enough
and then some days I just want some girl-time….lately Ive been obsessed with a certain dark-skinned lovely…