{"id":1004,"date":"2007-04-24T00:53:34","date_gmt":"2007-04-24T05:53:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/depths-of-my-soul\/04\/24\/wanking\/"},"modified":"2007-04-24T00:54:59","modified_gmt":"2007-04-24T05:54:59","slug":"wanking","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/depths-of-my-soul\/04\/24\/wanking\/","title":{"rendered":"Wanking"},"content":{"rendered":"
I started off
\nby cumming in her face
\nbut that was too much
\ntoo soon<\/p>\n
I finished by
\ncrying myself
\ninto orgiastic
\necstasy <\/p>\n
drip
\ndrip
\ndrip
\nbut<\/p>\n
how come I always feel alone
\nsurrounded by friends
\nI come up too quick
\nget caught by the bends<\/p>\n
she was my one
\nnow done
\nand loneliness is just
\nupside frown dust<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I started off by cumming in her face but that was too much too soon I finished by crying myself into orgiastic ecstasy drip drip drip but how come I always feel alone surrounded by friends I come up too quick get caught by the bends she was my one now done and loneliness is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":32,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n