Friskiness Poems - Poems about Friskiness

...Beaverish, feverish hot Mrs. Cleaver wished that her affair had not given her clap. Fast Eddie Haskell, her boy-toy, that rascal, his transmissibility claims were all crap. “Tickle me, ......

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...The (former) Double Life Of Matthew Scott Harris Dove finch he following iniquitous licentious, lecherous longing extinguished quite some years ago, when eldest daughter s......

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...no emotionally ecstatic experience compares to the seminal instance whence spermatozoa (from profuse ejaculation) beget the miraculous propensity to procreate despite the steep......

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..."She's eight weeks old and weaned," the farmer said, then placed the trembling Pup within Meg’s arms. "It’s time to go and find a home away from home where she can romp and learn and grow." Her f......

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