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Mrs Cuntley

Mrs. Cuntley, a widow is my landlady. Chubby and kinda motherly she cooks for me. We drink on the weekends, and the hot stuff begins. In a see-through gown she comes into my room and goes down. I can’t resist the passion in her hot kiss. Horny and all perfumey she rides, wildly! We ride the powerful waves of ecstasy. Tit for tat I like it like that, sexually. A cougar that will not be denied before she is satisfied. Hot and sweaty we rock steady. I feel her coochie grip, As she bites her lower lip. She turns red and throws back her head. Suddenly, we are blown out of the bed ! #Cougar This story is from the past.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 4/10/2016 2:51:00 AM
Willie A. Buchanan, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. **LINDA**
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Date: 8/25/2015 11:44:00 PM
AWESOME.... SKAT
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Date: 4/25/2015 6:56:00 AM
All I can do is quote the old cartoon character Andy Capp....RENT? SPENT!! The title made me peek into the room...quite a humorous write.
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