Men with moustaches

When I look at a man
I always see a moustache
A black moustache
A black, curly moustache

Men like wearing my moustache
They look at me with greedy eyes
Wearing my moustache
Eating my moustache

I see tongues vanishing
Into my moustache
I see a tongue darting
In an out of my moustache

Men wear my moustache
Until they dress and then return it
For someone else to wear
And they do!

Club Prive Roma

  In a club Prive

In a Club Prive
Naked
I sat talking
About the weather

In a Club Prive pool
Naked and wet
I sat in conversation
About football

In a Club Prive bar
Still naked
I complained
About the price of food

In a Club Prive private room
Naked but covered by men
I was fucked
Again and again

We all look ridiculous with our pants around our ankles!

I've had moments with managers
I've had polite politicians
I've had desirable doctors
And caring chefs

I've had busy times with businessmen
I've had tender teachers
I've had sexy solicitors
And active accountants

I've had jealous journalists
I've had a good fucking from footballers
I've had attentive actors
And protesting policemen

But when their pants are around their ankles
I have to laugh
They are the same
And all as ridiculous as each other

And that is often what sex is
X
So just enjoy
Don't give sermons

The Bus

We sometimes take the bus just for the ride!

There was no need
I was not going anywhere
I did not need to be anywhere
It was just an impulse

There was an empty road
An empty seat
So I took it
It was there

There were many seats
Offering similar views
Of similar places
But I sat near the window

I could see and be seen
The window of life
Capturing the movement
Of the day

I was thrown about
Knocked around
I bounced up and down
As we raced to our destination

The destination was not important
But to arrive was
Arrival meant something
I was travelling again

The bus emptied
The city's seeds flushed
Through the doors
And dripped into a waiting life

I sat on a warmed seat
And wondered
Should I take another bus
Or just stay on this one

This bus I knew the route
I had travelled its routine
And witnessed its contents
And knew what to expect

And I stayed
On my warm seat
With no timetable
And only the excitement of routine

The road with no crossroads

On the left is a large, rectangular field
Yellowing under the hot,midday sun
No shade, just torrid, blazing heat
The only life, is insect life
And it seems, for many of these,
It is too hot

 It is far too hot, hot on your feet hot
Flies rush to your lips and eyes
To capture saliva and moisture
And anything the body lets out
They are crazy with heat
And ignore the swipes of a sweaty hand

The flies, like me, are on a mission
They like me are maddened and frustrated
My salty, eyes cast mistily
To the right and scans another field
It is a multitude of browns and conveys barren
Even the weeds have withered

The brown field appears bereft of life
Without redemption
It awaits the rain, like we all do
To cool and wash away the
results of the heat
But everything seems dead

The rain, it is hoped, will nourish the soil
But what is there to be nourished?
Is it possible that life can survive this?
Can life emerge from the dust?
Can the land become green and lush?
And productive?

And in front, behind a windscreen of dead flies and gnats
A long, long road
Not winding at all
Straight but with gradients
Ups and downs
But the overall image is down

Down to the horizon
Where there isn't much
To talk about
Other than down
Other than road
That is long and straight

The road is without crossroads
Without intersections
Without junctions
There is no official way off this road
But many have tried
Tyre marks edge the side of the tarmac


The tarmac is sticky
Black puddles, inky splodges
Mingled with dust
Tracks appear to go nowhere
And maybe I like nowhere
Maybe it is a better place to go

Christmas is a lot like sex!

I do think for many of us Christmas and sex have a lot in common. Let's look at a few of these.

1. Most of us look forward to it. We get excited and impatient.

2. We imagine different ways of doing it.

3. We like surprises.

4. We like to unrap our presents. Sometimes slowly but often in a great hurry.

5. We like to eat. And we tend to eat a lot. I always have my mouth full!

6. Most of us like the idea of a mysterious, generous man visiting late at night with his sack full.

7. Sex and Christmas involve a lot of kissing and I like kissing.

The only problem is Christmas comes just once a year and I could never have that!

However, after Christmas is like after sex. You have had fun and you would like the idea of having more but you cannot. You are stuffed! You have had your fill. You like the look of it but cannot manage anymore!

And you know that you need to conserve some energy, some appetite, and some get up and go for New Year. And that is soon!

So if you would like some after Christmas fun to prepare you for the New Year get in touch. I can massage you, I can unrap you slowly, I can take away the after Christmas blues.

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Christmas cums but once a year! I cum more!

Christmas is a great time. I know it is also stressful, chaotic and very fattening but not many people don't look forward to it.

Santa can cum in all forms

But maybe I would prefer a Santa like this.

You may like this present.

And I may enjoy this!!!!

Have fun and enjoy yourselves

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Adultwork

This for the people who write to me wanting pics etc. I am still on Adultwork. For me it has always been a great site. You can enter free and there are many free pics you can have a look at.

Here is a link for those who do not know the site.

http://www.adultwork.com/Home.asp

http://www.adultwork.com/ViewProfile.asp?UserID=23087&TargetURL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Eadultwork%2Ecom%2FHome%2Easp

Good viewing and hope to see you some time.

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So many to choose from

So many to choose from
Unclad damsels line the road
Between my home and the sea
Some nearly naked, thrust their busts
And wiggle their bums

Some are young and others not so
Some not totally female but these
Have no problem stopping cars
Cars parked in strange places
Cars moving slowly

Cars vibrating, shuddering, no heads to be seen
Cars semen stained
And for most it is over in a flash
In a few minutes
I know I have timed it
Surprised and a little bewildered

Faces from around the world
Black and brown, tanned and pearly white
All take the same time
To erect a penis and draw its seed
It's international and multi-cultural
But amounts to the same

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Women were born to be unfaithful!

Now this may come as a shock to some, but I really doubt it, Women are created, women are designed, women are made to be unfaithful. It is as natural as breathing. So for all the men that read this just accept.

Those with girlfriends and wives just be content that they are happy and doing something they cannot stop doing.Don't fret about it, don't lock them up, don't try to dominate and control. Just accept. It will happen, it may have happened and it may be happening.

There are many reasons for this. Some complex and some less so. Here I will deal with the less complex. I am an escort and you cannot expect a psychologist response.

Firstly, I am capable of fucking at any time of the day. I don't need an erection. I have a hole to be filled and it is enjoyable having it filled.

I can also fuck immediately after an orgasm. Infact I prefer to! Women are fuck machines. They don't have to dream and fantasise all day about it. But when the opportunity arises they usually are keen. Animal instincts come into play.Consequently, they have the apparatus to fuck anytime, anywhere and any place!

Secondly, opportunity. When I go out wearing a low top that gives a view of my breasts I am suddenly wanted. When I smile a lot  and give men the right eye glance I have a number of men wanting to get between my legs.How many men are able to say this. I can just open my legs, show my cunt and my sex is a magnet for a man's cock. If a man did the same he would be arrested as a pervert!!!

Thirdly, men have many ways to feel wanted, valued, desired etc. Women in the main don't. Attracting men and attracting men to want to fuck makes you feel good. Makes you feel needed, wanted, desired. And this is a great feeling!

It is as easy as that. And no way can a man stop the inevitable. So men need to accept it to even enjoy it. A woman satisfied is a better friend, a better partner a better wife. You will have a more enjoyable sex life if you give her the opportunity to explore her sexual side. And I know!!!!

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He Wanted Creampie!!!! Prose for Pros 52

Creampies are fattening and more!

I am an escort
I am a whore
So I am often surprised
What men ask me for

They beg me
They chide me
They implore me
They haggle
They plead and they never relent

They want me natural
They want me without
They want me bareback
They want me raw

They want their seed inside me
They want it seeping
From my hole
They want me to be their sperm bank
To be a creampie slut

But I am constant
I am sure
I am a still alive whore
Because although I love to play
I love to have fun
I love a cock
And I love to fuck
But I also love life too

So please be content with the games that we play
I'm just  making sure we are here to play another day

I think that I have made a lot more tyres!!!!

dariax@hotmail.co.uk
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Prose for Pros 49-I am sexual putty

I was putty in his hands!

Putty malleable adaptable easily coaxed with the right fingers
He had the right fingers
I was put into places and positions
I was easy, easily put

I was easily teased easily encouraged, easy
I was never reluctant
Never resistant, never refrained
I was his

I was his as he opened my door
And opened my smile
His as he opened my legs
His as he opened me up, as he always did

I was tailored to his desires
I was a puppet in his hands
I allowed him to explore me
Wherever he wanted

And he explored me, like explorers before
He was excited by his domination
He touched my cunt
And rammed my mouth

He mapped his territory with red marks
All of me was known to him
And he wanted possession of all
And I easily allowed it, I was easy peasy, sexual putty

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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