Comparing Black Cock with White Penis

Please Miss, we couldn't possibly have another day of deep, dark degradations!

Oh yes my little cuck, she advised.

Wee White Willy Wednesday will be celebrated each week, between Tiny Tuesday and Thimble Thursday.

You can never be reminded too often how your
petite, pale peen stacks up versus BEAUTIFUL BIG BLACK COCK (BBBC).


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:qos::blackheart::qos: All feedback is encouraged and welcome. :qos: :blackheart: :qos:
 
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
(Maya Angelou)
(Part 2)

A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for

The caged bird sings of freedom.

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A place for everything, and everything in its place!

:qos::blackheart::qos: And so ends today's poetry lesson. :qos::blackheart::qos:
 
Don't Stand So Close To Me
(Part 1)

They say that confession is good for the soul. Whether that's true or not, I will confide something. I simultaneously experience the most intense feelings of humiliation and excitement, of shame and exhilaration, when I am required to display myself in close proximity to a beautiful BBC King. The feelings are exacerbated when despite my best efforts, my petite pale peen begins to respond.

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Don't Stand So Close To Me
(Part 1)

They say that confession is good for the soul. Whether that's true or not, I will confide something. I simultaneously experience the most intense feelings of humiliation and excitement, of shame and exhilaration, when I am required to display myself in close proximity to a beautiful BBC King. The feelings are exacerbated when despite my best efforts, my petite pale peen begins to respond.

Love these. More please
 
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
(Maya Angelou)
(Part 2)

A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for

The caged bird sings of freedom.

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A place for everything, and everything in its place!

:qos::blackheart::qos: And so ends today's poetry lesson. :qos::blackheart::qos:
Very witty use of Maya Angelou’s poem
 
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