Post by Reaper696 on Aug 15, 2005 16:39:42 GMT -5
It was a rather festive night within his favorite bar
And mighty Casey walked inside, looking like a star
His muscles rippling through his shirt, and overstocked with bling
His jeans dry-cleaned and tight enough to show off his big thing...
He walked up to the bar and got a double shot and beer
And then his nose did catch a whiff of sweet perfume so near
He turned to see a hot brunette, looking rather glum
He viewed her tits and ass and then decided he wants some...
He walked over to her then promptly flashed his winning smile
She smiled back and asked if he would like to stay a while
He sauntered over to a stool and started talking shit
'Bout everything and nothing, in the hopes her legs would split...
They bantered back and forth, while drinks did surely flow
The bar became too loud, she wanted somewhere else to go
He pondered this a minute and thought of a perfect spot
With quietude and privacy so he could raid her slot...
They staggered over to the beach where no one was around
Then sat upon the sand and listened to the ocean pound
He said something romantic, put an arm around her waist
She snuggled in and turned, so that they were face to face...
They kissed rather hotly, and gropings sure did fly
As mighty Casey's bat started reaching for the sky
Their clothes cam flying off as they laid upon the sand
And turned so the their sweet spots faced toward where mouths could land...
She mounted him and rode his bat, moaning all the more
Casey probed her dugout, happy that he scored
Her juices flowed quite heavily, drowning bat and balls
As Casey thought of baseball stats or what he could recall...
Her sweat fell on his chest, her sheath gripping his bat
And Casey then sped up as if to knock her booty flat
An orgasm awashed her, deep into her soul
Casey then suggested that he try her other hole...
He walked into his house alone, feeling rather sick
He oiled up his bat as he turned on hiw favorite flick
As he sat there polishing, there could be no doubt
He tried to go to Mudville, that why Casey did strike out...
And mighty Casey walked inside, looking like a star
His muscles rippling through his shirt, and overstocked with bling
His jeans dry-cleaned and tight enough to show off his big thing...
He walked up to the bar and got a double shot and beer
And then his nose did catch a whiff of sweet perfume so near
He turned to see a hot brunette, looking rather glum
He viewed her tits and ass and then decided he wants some...
He walked over to her then promptly flashed his winning smile
She smiled back and asked if he would like to stay a while
He sauntered over to a stool and started talking shit
'Bout everything and nothing, in the hopes her legs would split...
They bantered back and forth, while drinks did surely flow
The bar became too loud, she wanted somewhere else to go
He pondered this a minute and thought of a perfect spot
With quietude and privacy so he could raid her slot...
They staggered over to the beach where no one was around
Then sat upon the sand and listened to the ocean pound
He said something romantic, put an arm around her waist
She snuggled in and turned, so that they were face to face...
They kissed rather hotly, and gropings sure did fly
As mighty Casey's bat started reaching for the sky
Their clothes cam flying off as they laid upon the sand
And turned so the their sweet spots faced toward where mouths could land...
She mounted him and rode his bat, moaning all the more
Casey probed her dugout, happy that he scored
Her juices flowed quite heavily, drowning bat and balls
As Casey thought of baseball stats or what he could recall...
Her sweat fell on his chest, her sheath gripping his bat
And Casey then sped up as if to knock her booty flat
An orgasm awashed her, deep into her soul
Casey then suggested that he try her other hole...
He walked into his house alone, feeling rather sick
He oiled up his bat as he turned on hiw favorite flick
As he sat there polishing, there could be no doubt
He tried to go to Mudville, that why Casey did strike out...