So now that AsdaGanja has bid this site goodnight,,I feel a true and ever present deficiancy in my life ,that I might not get to one day chew upon her ,surely quite delicious and always fresh, axe wound!
It seems I'm forced to walk the night as one lost lost in a thorny wood,seeking a way ,and straying from the way,torment myslef to dream of fanny most desirable and "gash" ever available.
Musing on one day getting some "slime snatch" as bodacious as ,no doubt, the likes of Asda and Sensi could yeild me.
Like a vampire on the wing,that swoops over a slaughter house in the warm night, am I thirsting for some "fanny batter" to quench me!
Were is all the crumpet ,? That I might rub my "boat race" into some...like a police sniffer dog who is hot on the scent of some "CRACK".
God I'm horny