Rare Breed of FLOWER Blooms Again at Gold One

It will come as good news to floriculturists
Who all have good taste as to beauty
And will doubly delight “hor”iculturists
Who appreciate tight-assed booty

That a rare breed blooms o'er at Gold One
With a visage that rivals Troy’s Helen
She’d inspire a veritable Bank Run
Were it not for the presence of Seven

There’s Paige, Kiss, ShaSha and Bella
To assuage us in the meantime
But to be a truly happy fella
FLOWER must also ring your chime

As exotic as a Ghost Orchid
She won’t be that long in season
So with prose sufficiently florid
I’ll suggest for you adequate reason:

Her lips have the softness of satin
Her porcelain skin as silky as China
Her kitty will stretch out your baton
As it enters her wet, warm vagina

Her fragrance fresh as morning dew
And ass cheeks just perfectly shapely
She’ll blow you and expertly screw
‘Til like me you’ll favor her greatly

I saw her early this mornin’
And could barely believe her great service
Such remarkable feats of performin’
Hardly exist outside of a circus!

In any event she’s back with us
For how long is only our guess
Hence I suggest you make a fuss
To let FLOWER'S snugness relieve your stress!

I don’t know whether to hate you or admire you Bobby.......

Either way, I love you, GR -- !

many thanks,

bobby

Lol very nice haiku lol

So blessed to be with sweet Flower
On a rainy Sunday afternoon

Though she charges one by the hour
That hour always endeth too soon

No sermon to endure from this one
Her offering’s the purest of poon

As you enter her Holy of Holies
And bath in her dreamy lagoon

She inspires one to Hosannas
Her presence an outstanding boon

Her open lips welcome the power
Of one’s probing and thrusting bassoon

As it booms into her tight mouthpiece
Reverberations making one swoon

She moistens your piece with such slobber
You’ll wonder “where’s the spittoon?”

But the consequent pleasure’s so brilliant
It’s a condition beyond mere doubloon

Those other lips grip so tightly
They’ll make you hum quite a tune

As they embrace you in such a wet cushion
It feels like a snug, warm cocoon

Giving rise to waves of sensation
(You’re swimming in Flower’s saloon!)

First the breast stroke intoxicates you --
With tasty curves of each balloon –

“Egads!” you’ll proclaim as she laps you
To her charms no one is immune

Then her tongue’s “back stroke” titillates you
Redefining the phrase “harvest moon”

As she swaps the TUMA with Butterfly
Tickling your taint with her harpoon

Her eyes are a pool of voraciousness
You will lose yourself in their broon!

Yet all bets are off when you free style
And her squirts almost raise a monsoon

My absolute favorite is doggie
Whether standing, or kneeling, or spoon

'Cuz that’s when the sap hits the mat
And you can truly eclipse her full moon

The Countess of Castiglione can’t match her;
You’ll invite her to your Brigadoon

But she deftly deflects your insistence
It’s but a fleeting commune

Though this floret will still attract you
You’ll be returning the next day at noon

Now an honorary Texas pistil
Stigma, style, and ovary -- all opportune

You just know as a fact you’ll be back
With another hot cum festoon

Her wit and humor are clear
Her passion none can impugn

This provider is one for the ages
Yet gone soon (as I read the rune)

To see her as much as I want to
I’d have to be a tycoon . . .

So waste some, want much, and go see her
Else be dismissed as a loon!

I don’t know whether to hate you or admire you Bobby....... Originally Posted by Ghostrider

well put

BobbyMann, she's going to make you go broke....

BobbyMann, she's going to make you go broke.... Originally Posted by oceanpalace

Lol...

Saw her a week ago. She was leaving for a few days and would be back for about two weeks before she headed to Korea for Chuseok.