Tag: sex

• Ritual to summon kindly Djinn who will help me to succeed, transposed into a forty minute lickout

  Leave your clothes at the door The text said Cleft wet Like bloodswept decks when the Hesperus wrecked No probs, no gest Be in her clay pool later, Les I’m in fine fettle, check the chest Hurt me no turtling, I can take your best shots I can eat the lot, no codding, don’t mean…

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  17th Jan 2026

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• Wanting to fuck so bad that punching your own balls in the bath while thinking about your granny is the only way to curry favour with aloof Relief

  Get it then it’s gone sure Barely leaves a smell, no dent No goodbye when I leave the tent Leave a fiver, best I ever spent Nox fire, black lines driveway White lines my nose’s inside White lines, ghosting up the A5 no lights Stealth mode, long drive’s what I need Alongside an ocean only…

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  17th Jan 2026

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• G0WLLLLLOLOL0LO

  Eating your girl out Gowl mouth on the couch Using my hand, like I’m trying to find where she’s couching pounds Abusing my gland, crashland in the coochie badlands Getting pounded saying Ouch, no tapping in the first round Feet up with boots on, I’m not houseproud Don’t be shy, you can shout the house…

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  16th Jan 2026

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• Addicted to the spicy spliceshine of my false glories

  She’s got the indoors outdoors I’m going in through the out door Like that leaden Zepp’s eighth mooring Were hungry so ate, sate horny all morning, 12-8 She has to work today, leaves me waiting like flight delays no airborning No shouting only airhorning Only the boring get bored, courting glory Falling on my own…

  alchemisland

  14th Jan 2026

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• Matching drawers

  Matching everything: bra, knickers, and garters She’s got the whole tea set, cream fettered scones in gardens like Met her on Fetlife, said I have a wife, she said I’m there regardless, Mike In the corner a gnarled trunk full of who knows what, that’s just for starters She’s who knows whose mot and I’m…

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  14th Jan 2026

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