[jennyjuniper]

Originally Posted by kirklancaster

For Jenny, Kaz And Leather.

'PARADISE REGAINED'

My wife read your poem Jenny
and it realised all my fears.
And when she did, I ran and hid
'Cos I knew she'd get ideas.

Faster than Bolt I ran out of the house
And locked myself in the shed.
But she followed me out and with a loud shout
Commanded me "OUT" and to bed.

There was no point in refusing
I know 'Cos whenever I've tried,
She's just gone berserk, so when she growled "Kirk"!
I unlocked the shed door and complied.

As I followed her upstairs I said my prayers
At the thought of doing any porking.
I mean she's as big as a whale and if I was in Jail
I'd be one of those 'Dead Men Walking'

She laid down nude on the bed, her fat legs well spread
And a come on look in her eyes.
My knees turned to mush as she stroked her own tush
And said; "Kirky baby, try this for size"

I started to groan as she started to moan
and I swear that my eyes filled with tears
"Why don't you come and caress" she said stroking her breasts
Which flopped down like Spaniel's ears.

"Come on Kirk, show me your sex organs" she said
"The way that you used to do"
But my dick's long since 'gone', so I showed her my tongue
And a few of my fingers too.

She laughed, turned over and put her bum in the air
And wriggled it from left to right
"Remind you of anything?" She asked,
I said "Yeah love - The Isle of Wight".

"Enough" She said as she thrusted her tush
"Come here and enter me you nutter"
"Aw, OK" I said, "But I have to go to the shed"
"For a torch and a cobwebb cutter"

But then I felt ashamed, cos she isn't to blame
That we've lost all our romance.
But it's hard to go down to a grey fuzzy mound
past veins like a road map of France.

But I grit my teeth and thought of England
And performed one of my Herculean feats,
'Cos when you're a MAN you don't have to be Klu Klux Klan
To be a Wizard Under The Sheets.

"Oh Thank you stud" she gushed up at me
"You've proved you can still be bad"
"Despite having no dick you're just fantastic"
'Cos that's the best 15 seconds I've had"

And as we lay back and I played with her crack
Believe me it really felt weird
To get the same kind of buzz from stroking that fuzz
As I get from stroking her beard.

But thank you Jenny my lovely
For posting that silly poem
It's rekindled the fire but now my desire,
Has me coming when I should be going.

Oh Kirk I nearly wet myself. I don't know how you write 'peotry' like that, but it's definately a gift
Mind you, I wouldn't want to be you when your missus reads it