I'd love to stain, with you, the sheets,
The crumpled valance and the pleats;
For you to drink my cock down deep
As you do stop me from my sleep.
I'd like to munch each wobbling tit
Before I chew your little clit;
Till our love turns you black and blue:
To part those petals tearing through.
I'd need to eat, off you, your face,
Your lip 'n' neck 'n' earthy grace:
A-wand'ring goes this thumb to sink;
Ent'ring your puckered anal chink.
I'd want to smell on you my self,
To bathe in your aroma's health;
Then feel your navel and your tum
And splatter them with white-hot cum.
I'd have to smack your lovely arse,
Right from the back - down in the grass:
To bang your buns: Oh, yes! What fun!
I thank the Lord you're not a nun.
I'd lift your legs - high in the air -
My balls would slap your bottom, there,
But am I just misbegotten,
Who wants so much to fuck you rotten?
