Look what Santa brought WickedEve!

[WickedEve]

4degrees, I hope that isn't a 7 on that cake.

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Happy B-day Eve

question? Are you wearing your Birthday suit today <grin

 

[4degrees]

yes it is.

I'm not 32 yet, not until the 29th!
And I won't be 32. I'll be 19. Wait. No. 23. I'll be 23. Hmmm... Let me try something else. I'll be 72. I'm one hot, old momma. I don't look 72, do I? Damn, I'm sexy for 72. Okay. I like that. I'm 72.

i thought that was the age you decided on..?

 

[Angeline]

Well I hope you're happy birthday girl. You have of whole regiment of sweet little men, just for you...and they can't even talk back. Now *that's* a birthday present!

 

[WickedEve]

Well I hope you're happy birthday girl. You have of whole regiment of sweet little men, just for you...and they can't even talk back. Now *that's* a birthday present!

I spent my birthday cleaning my kids' rooms.
J thought I had just turned 40. He was going on about how I've left the 30s behind. He was not kidding either. He forgot all about last year's hysterics over being 40. And I mention my age to him often. And we've been together for 6 years! I know he's a lot older. My god, maybe he's senile! He goes on and on about, "I'm almost 20 years-older than you baby. Soon, you'll have to go on without me." Oh the drama. He's in better shape than I am.

Um... and for you guys out there reading, I really spent my day masturbating and fantasizing about each and every one of you.

 

[Angeline]

I spent my birthday cleaning my kids' rooms.
J thought I had just turned 40. He was going on about how I've left the 30s behind. He was not kidding either. He forgot all about last year's hysterics over being 40. And I mention my age to him often. And we've been together for 6 years! I know he's a lot older. My god, maybe he's senile! He goes on and on about, "I'm almost 20 years-older than you baby. Soon, you'll have to go on without me." Oh the drama. He's in better shape than I am.

Um... and for you guys out there reading, I really spent my day masturbating and fantasizing about each and every one of you.

That's a great av. Minimal yet not.

 

[Tzara]

That's a great av. Minimal yet not.

"Um, Agnes, Eve's AV is not (cough) uh, minimal. At least (shuffle feet nervously) not (random arm movements) from where (gosh! my skin seems strangely dry! perhaps I should use a moisturizer!) I, uh, am reading, er, viewing, yeah, viewing!" he inarticulately says.

 

[Angeline]

"Um, Agnes, Eve's AV is not (cough) uh, minimal. At least (shuffle feet nervously) not (random arm movements) from where (gosh! my skin seems strangely dry! perhaps I should use a moisturizer!) I, uh, am reading, er, viewing, yeah, viewing!" he inarticulately says.

Minimal in composition, maximal in content.

 

[WickedEve]

Minimal in composition, maximal in content.

I can't swim but I am prepared to float.

 

[Angeline]

I can't swim but I am prepared to float.

All I know is if we were on the Titanic, I'd follow you into the lifeboat.

Boy, there's a narrative poem in this that just cries out to be written.

 

[Angeline]

All I know is if we were on the Titanic, I'd follow you into the lifeboat.

Boy, there's a narrative poem in this that just cries out to be written.

There's nothing new under the sun. The poem has been writ already.

Double D Cups Of Wicked Indulgence
by smithpeter ©

With my white bread
My gun and leather map
To the reaches of the valley
Feared

Upon an alter drawn tightly
Sporting straps of confinement
Her form awaits my offering
My intent, the content
Of the pouch still clasped

We toast, she squints
We dance

Her hands upon my hips
We spin and swirl
In trance
Toasting from her
Brimming double D cups
Now detached

 

[annaswirls]

Happy Birthday, Eve, I think I got it in under the wire...

Hope it was a wonderful day!

as

 

[ewopper]

Wishing you a happy belated birthday also

 

[WickedEve]

There's nothing new under the sun. The poem has been writ already.

Double D Cups Of Wicked Indulgence
by smithpeter ©

With my white bread
My gun and leather map
To the reaches of the valley
Feared

Upon an alter drawn tightly
Sporting straps of confinement
Her form awaits my offering
My intent, the content
Of the pouch still clasped

We toast, she squints
We dance

Her hands upon my hips
We spin and swirl
In trance
Toasting from her
Brimming double D cups
Now detached

I forgot my d cup poem. Bless his heart.
Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes.
And since I'll be out of town today, I'm changing the av. I actually worry that I may die and that av will be stuck there forever.

 

[bogusbrig]

Um... and for you guys out there reading, I really spent my day masturbating and fantasizing about each and every one of you.

You must have one hell of a fantasy or life must be very quiet in your neck of the woods.

(Hark! That darn coyote is howling agin!)


Happy Birthday Eve.

 

[BooMerengue]

Happy Birthday, Evie! Sorry I'm late.

Your birthday is the same day as the famed Flippy from Rybby's fav poem of mine. You're in good company.

I think you're the bomb, Evie, however archaic that may sound. You're far out, outta sight, and a groovy kinda chick!

 

[eagleyez]

happy birthday kid

hell, Im old enough to sanctiminiosly be yur PAPPY

we wish we were there to ruffle those feathers...

 

[wildsweetone]

happy birthday Eve. sorry i'm late, christmas and family got in the way. i hope you had a lovely day with many special moments (apart from all the fantasising and masturbating you did).

 

[champagne1982]

Fly, it's the 29th, but we can start early!

Champ... what makes you think I'd like something so vulgar?

better late than