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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Vagina, vagina! Wherefore art thou vagina?

Is this thread gonna work.....lol

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Men at some time are masters of their penises

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By *eliWoman
over a year ago

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"Vagina, vagina! Wherefore art thou vagina?

"

The fool doth think he is wise...

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By *allySlinkyWoman
over a year ago

Leeds

When shall we three meet again,

In Cupids, Townhouse or in Spain

When at last the lockdown's done

When Corona virus gone

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By *hilledGuerillaMan
over a year ago

In the monkey house

A whore, a whore, my kingdom for a whore.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Poor willyith I knew him well

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Shall I compare thee to a rose shaped butt plug?

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By *atnip make me purrWoman
over a year ago

Reading

To be horny or not to be horny that is the question.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

These fab delights have happy ends

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By *emini ManMan
over a year ago

There and to the left a bit

Is this a cock which I see before me,

The knob toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Is this a penis which I see before me, the head toward my hand?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Is this a cock which I see before me,

The knob toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.

"

Snap

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

go go gadget dick

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By *wist my nipplesCouple
over a year ago

North East Scotland, mostly

For never was there a tale of more woe

Than this, of a single man and his replies of zero.

(it kinda works )

Mrs kf x

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Is this a penis which I see before me, the head toward my hand?"

No, it be a sausageith

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By *eliWoman
over a year ago

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"For never was there a tale of more woe

Than this, of a single man and his replies of zero.

(it kinda works )

Mrs kf x "

It definitely does work! Brilliant.

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By *wist my nipplesCouple
over a year ago

North East Scotland, mostly


"For never was there a tale of more woe

Than this, of a single man and his replies of zero.

(it kinda works )

Mrs kf x

It definitely does work! Brilliant."

I was going for "replies of no" but that would suggest there were some replies

#notallfabsinglemen

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By *agneto.Man
over a year ago

Bham

All of fab is a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances (ooh err); And one man in his time plays with many parts.

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By *ackformore100Man
over a year ago

Tin town


"When shall we three meet again,

In Cupids, Townhouse or in Spain

When at last the lockdown's done

When Corona virus gone"

Very good!

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By *avhonaWoman
over a year ago

Away with the faeries

By the thumbing of his prick, Something wicked this way cums..

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By *emini ManMan
over a year ago

There and to the left a bit


"Is this a cock which I see before me,

The knob toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.

Snap "

GMTA

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By *emini ManMan
over a year ago

There and to the left a bit

To meet, or not to meet? That is the question

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the cocks and messages of outrageous fortune

Or to take arms against a sea of cocks, and, by opposing, end them?

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By *ackformore100Man
over a year ago

Tin town

Some are hard, some achieve hardness, some have hardness thrust upon them

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By *ackformore100Man
over a year ago

Tin town

A man can come but once

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

To fab your picture or not to fab your picture, that is the question

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By *lasphemousGirlWoman
over a year ago

Cambs

A drinking and a quaffing shall undo thee.

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By *ackformore100Man
over a year ago

Tin town

If you prick us, do we not come?

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By *emini ManMan
over a year ago

There and to the left a bit

All of Fab’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances;

And Fab man in his time plays with his parts,

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By *eyond PurityCouple
over a year ago

Lincolnshire

If cake be the food of Fab, feast on

C

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

The Merchant of Penis - Lovehoney.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Hell is empty and all the Devils are here

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Fab Friends, Women, Cuntrymen

Lend me your arse !

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By *eliWoman
over a year ago

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"The Merchant of Penis - Lovehoney. "

Take a bow with that. Take. A. Bow.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

All of Fab’s a stage

And all the men and women merely players

They have their ‘exits’ and their ‘entrances’

And one man in his time fabs many parts

His wanks being seven stages. At first arousal,

Growing and straining in its masters hand

And then the spit saliva, with his ball sack

And shiny moistened head, winking like snake

So willing him to pull. And then the lover,

Sighing like furnace, with a swollen bollock

Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, straight and so hard, and shaven like the babe,

Thrusting in honour, sudden and quick in stroking,

Seeking the sweet ejaculation

Even in the partners mouth. And then the justice,

In full hot moment with streamed semen lin’d

With eyes severe and stroke of vinegar

Full of loud sighs and modern instances.

And so that plays its part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and drooping pantaloon,

With residue on head and cum on side

His hardened pose, now gone, a world aside

From his shrunk shaft. And his big manly loin

Turning again toward childish dangly pipe

And shrivels into nowt. Last scen of all

That ends this strange eventful history

Is tissued sticky mess and mere oblivion.

Sans sperm, sans wood, sans sense, sans everything.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

[Removed by poster at 29/01/21 11:54:34]

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By *allySlinkyWoman
over a year ago

Leeds

Wow McElroy. Veritably excellent.

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By *tephTV67TV/TS
over a year ago

Cheshire

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, Whoever knocks! ...I’m bent over

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Is this a fake profile I see before me?

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By *ackformore100Man
over a year ago

Tin town


"Is this a fake profile I see before me?"

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Wow McElroy. Veritably excellent. "

Thanks. Xx

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By *eyond PurityCouple
over a year ago

Lincolnshire

The lady doth protest too much, methinks - single males thoughts after sending yet another dick pic

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

The quality of sex is not strained

It droppeth as the gentle rain from Fab

Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:

It blesseth she that gives and him that takes

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

When shall we three meet again? In club, in ally or all in vain?

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By *ackformore100Man
over a year ago

Tin town


"When shall we three meet again? In club, in ally or all in vain? "

Or in a van?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"When shall we three meet again? In club, in ally or all in vain?

Or in a van? "

Done that one

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"When shall we three meet again? In club, in ally or all in vain?

Or in a van?

Done that one "

Carriage*

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"When shall we three meet again? In club, in ally or all in vain?

Or in a van?

Done that one

Carriage* "

White horses please

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Is this a porksword I see before me, it’s handle towards my hand ?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Alas poor Yorrick, I knew him not at all because his profile was a pack of lies.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Now is the winter of the Fab content made glorious. Some of whom I’d love to pork.

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By *ersey GirlCouple
over a year ago

Glasgow

the merry hotwives of windsor

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

'Let me wipe it first, it smells of mortality'

'To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand'

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

King Leer

As You Lick It

Romeo and Juliet and Roger

Coriolanus

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"the merry hotwives of windsor "

Oh very good

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By *aul DeUther-OneMan
over a year ago

Sussex


"When shall we three meet again,

In Cupids, Townhouse or in Spain

When at last the lockdown's done

When Corona virus gone"

And where?....

Upon the blasted heath.....

There, to go dogging... with Macbeth

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

If you know Henry V theres a part where the Nurse and the French Princess are talking about sex, even mentioning the cunt!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Methinks the lady doth ingest too much...

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By *emini ManMan
over a year ago

There and to the left a bit

Two Gentlemen On Veronica

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"If you know Henry V theres a part where the Nurse and the French Princess are talking about sex, even mentioning the cunt!"

In Hamlet too, I think, there’s a reference to ‘country matters’.

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By *uke olovingmanMan
over a year ago

Gravesend

To pee or not to pee ...squirt is the question...ahh ... there's the rub

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By *atnip make me purrWoman
over a year ago

Reading


"All of Fab’s a stage

And all the men and women merely players

They have their ‘exits’ and their ‘entrances’

And one man in his time fabs many parts

His wanks being seven stages. At first arousal,

Growing and straining in its masters hand

And then the spit saliva, with his ball sack

And shiny moistened head, winking like snake

So willing him to pull. And then the lover,

Sighing like furnace, with a swollen bollock

Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, straight and so hard, and shaven like the babe,

Thrusting in honour, sudden and quick in stroking,

Seeking the sweet ejaculation

Even in the partners mouth. And then the justice,

In full hot moment with streamed semen lin’d

With eyes severe and stroke of vinegar

Full of loud sighs and modern instances.

And so that plays its part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and drooping pantaloon,

With residue on head and cum on side

His hardened pose, now gone, a world aside

From his shrunk shaft. And his big manly loin

Turning again toward childish dangly pipe

And shrivels into nowt. Last scen of all

That ends this strange eventful history

Is tissued sticky mess and mere oblivion.

Sans sperm, sans wood, sans sense, sans everything."

Its a if the bard has come back to life and joined Fab.

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