Monthly contest for people who find joy in lewd things. |
How much I wish to be just like you Big hands that roam to places unknown Places I can't always reach I long to be as strong as he to get the pleasure of being with me Hands that glide and nose that gleams from diving deeper and deeper than deep How lovely must it all be... How much i wish to be just like you Sweaty and tender Hairy and rough Thick but slender and always too tough to be you tangled up in me |