Stir it up.

JW Frogen

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"Can I satisfy your love or heart's desire, stir it up, stir it up little darling, come on baby."

In Puerto Rico the ladies sway with the breeze and the ancient walls, El Morro, manically sing their praises savagely, like hungry pirates.

I miss that.
 
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In Australia the ladies sway the cricket bat right toward you skull when you act up. This is not a bad thing for a egomaniac drunk.

Behold the beautiful magic of woman, in all her cultural forms!
 
She sits on the rocks at the waters edge, the vast ocean laid out in front of her. Thinking you were alone on the beach, you're suprised to see such beauty just steps away. Her brunette hair sparkles with the last rays of the days sunshine. The sun low on the horizon, the ocean speckled with shades of purple and amber. Turning slightly, you get your first look at her ample breasts. Heavy mounds of soft flesh bursting out from her tiger-print bikini top. Warm sun-drenched skin and curves in all the right places. She leans back on her hands, lifting her head to the sky. You watch as her breasts move up and down as she breathes deep, taking in the last moments of daylight. Hot with passion, you continue to watch. She stands and stretches. Moving her hands up over her head and slowly down by her sides, you feel you're in heaven as she bends down to touch the rock she stands on. That gorgeous round ass, right there in front of you .....

She picks up her sandals and carefully climbs down from the rocks. She stops suddenly, surprised to see that you have been watching her. She smiles and starts to walk towards you ....
 
She sits on the rocks at the waters edge, the vast ocean laid out in front of her. Thinking you were alone on the beach, you're suprised to see such beauty just steps away. Her brunette hair sparkles with the last rays of the days sunshine. The sun low on the horizon, the ocean speckled with shades of purple and amber. Turning slightly, you get your first look at her ample breasts. Heavy mounds of soft flesh bursting out from her tiger-print bikini top. Warm sun-drenched skin and curves in all the right places. She leans back on her hands, lifting her head to the sky. You watch as her breasts move up and down as she breathes deep, taking in the last moments of daylight. Hot with passion, you continue to watch. She stands and stretches. Moving her hands up over her head and slowly down by her sides, you feel you're in heaven as she bends down to touch the rock she stands on. That gorgeous round ass, right there in front of you .....

She picks up her sandals and carefully climbs down from the rocks. She stops suddenly, surprised to see that you have been watching her. She smiles and starts to walk towards you ....

Then your wife suddenly elbows you in the ribs.
 
She comes down the stairs at 0645 with those pink curlers in her hair, a bath robe that she has had for nearly 12 years, big pink fluffy bedroom shoes, and has not yet washed the white face cream off of her mug. In a crabby voice she speaks with the cigarette still dangling from her lips and loudly asks, "Have you carried the damned trash out yet?" Ah... fond memories of the ex-wife.
 
"Can I satisfy your love or heart's desire, stir it up, stir it up little darling, come on baby."

In Puerto Rico the ladies sway with the breeze and the ancient walls, El Morro, manically sing their praises savagely, like hungry pirates.

I miss that.

[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3akafGyYMQ]YouTube - Johnny Nash Stir It Up early reggae kano polska[/ame]
 

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