
She's been used, reused an is a bit confused
Don't doubt this lovely damsel not one bit
Claims she's been laid, relayed an parlayed
By lying men even for just a glimpse of her tit
Soundin' a bit forlorn really without any glee
But a kiss just might get her big heart going
One near that soft spot just behind her knee
An kissin' more of the sensitive skin showin'
Lovin' her til up in the air I see her lovely legs
Going back an forth, in rhythm, as I go deeper
Caressing her hidden delicate spot til she begs
To passionately inflame her fantasy no more
Screamin', lovin', passion dancing on the ceiling
Fulfilling our need til there was no more to gain
But enough left for the tender lovin' pillow kissin'
Fallin' asleep whisperin' in each others arms
once again
By ..... The IrishWarlock
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