Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn pavement he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that blooms in deepest of night, His corset ringed in far too. I whistled and he turned around holding his hands up showing his body off to me. His butt was nice and round with hair clearly visible in his butt crack. I was laughing enjoying the show, at the same time telling him to stop being such a show off.He followed me outside to the patio where we sat down to eat and enjoy the warm weather and sun. He looked like a golden Adonis in the bright sunlight. We spent the next few hours talking and visiting, getting up only for more soft drinks. He finally.Read More
