lord byron
For this fantastic sexual maneuver, the weather must be just perfect. As you are having passionate intercourse in the outdoors, you see off in the distance a storm arising. As it approaches you realize that this particular storm is a THUNDERSTORM. It is your opportunity for a LORD BYRON. Cock is cocked and the storm is brewing. Pull out and stand above her in a majestic lord-like pose. As soon as the lightning flashes you shit... it drops (BOOM!) on her chest as the thunder crashes. You stand majestically above her as a lord who has just conquered a lesser race. Lord Byron then takes a cigarette out and ashes on the shit he just left on her luscious bosoms.
lord byron by Lord Byron May 7, 2005
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