Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Making love on the floorboards

As I was walking round a bend
I bumped into an ancient trend
Its name was love and I was trapped
As she threw me to her parquet

We made mad love upon the floor
We made foolish love against the door
She loved me as a horny wench
May god preserve and give me strength

To last the course of our love making
I ask for help
So pills
I’m taking...

Her endeavours do wear me out
And no matter how I scream and shout
I am not as vocal as her passion
For when in ecstasy at last I fashion

To make her beg and scratch and squeeze
When in orgasm I do please
This beautiful girl whom I met
And loved upon her parquet.

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