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@Bry1313 I get what you're saying. I'm not going to let you die on this hill alone
I've had my boobs compared to a lot of things, and had some really questionable poetry dedicated to them as well, but eggs have never been on list of odes & euphemism.

I kinda feel y'all are projecting, since you're the one's with  juevos
 
I've had my boobs compared to a lot of things, and had some really questionable poetry dedicated to them as well, but eggs have never been on list of odes & euphemism.

I kinda feel y'all are projecting, since you're the one's with  juevos
Might wanna go get a towel to sit on before you read this. You've been warned


Two soft orbs, delicate and round,
Like eggs that nestle, safe and sound.
Smooth as silk, a tender touch,
Curves that beckon, tempt, and clutch.

Whispering warmth, a quiet thrill,
Like morning sun, they tease, they fill.
Golden yolk within their shell,
Secrets soft, untold, to tell.

They sway with grace, they rise, they fall,
A rhythm sweet, an alluring call.
Eggs of life, of lust, of love,
A perfect shape, a gift from above.
 
Might wanna go get a towel to sit on before you read this. You've been warned


Two soft orbs, delicate and round,
Like eggs that nestle, safe and sound.
Smooth as silk, a tender touch,
Curves that beckon, tempt, and clutch.

Whispering warmth, a quiet thrill,
Like morning sun, they tease, they fill.
Golden yolk within their shell,
Secrets soft, untold, to tell.

They sway with grace, they rise, they fall,
A rhythm sweet, an alluring call.
Eggs of life, of lust, of love,
A perfect shape, a gift from above.
Isn’t that the riddle Bilbo used to beat Gollum?
 
Might wanna go get a towel to sit on before you read this. You've been warned


Two soft orbs, delicate and round,
Like eggs that nestle, safe and sound.
Smooth as silk, a tender touch,
Curves that beckon, tempt, and clutch.

Whispering warmth, a quiet thrill,
Like morning sun, they tease, they fill.
Golden yolk within their shell,
Secrets soft, untold, to tell.

They sway with grace, they rise, they fall,
A rhythm sweet, an alluring call.
Eggs of life, of lust, of love,
A perfect shape, a gift from above.
Proof that nen will masterbate to anything
 
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