Humor / Homoseksualiteit / Wij
Fairy’s at War.
When fairy’s fight . . . . you see them fly,
Dolce Cabana’s, Louis Vinton’s in the sky up high.
Purses in colors so bright as the sun . . . .men with muscular body’s,
which act like none.
They scream and scratch . . . . . . in each others face,
and end up adoring. . . . . their manly grace.
So the other . . . pretending men,
laugh with that female . . . . acting clan of men.
All you straight looking guys,
stop pretending and look into my eyes.
You will not be able to resist . . . . . the dream you feel,
created in my manly fist.
From the first caress. . . . of my soft hand,
down the hoses go . . . . and up the legs end.
And as I give . . . . the final touch,
you will see your Dolce Cabana. . . . . .fly in the highest top.
Finally all you will be. . . . . .a manly man. . . . with female need.
- Dylirium -
Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert