My Lousy Lass
I combatted back her repelling combat
And went out way to win her heart
To tear her knees wide apart.
What joy? Drinking tasteless tongues and cat-
Leaking bulges with lips and flat
And fruitiless epidermis at
The lobes down to grooves of her dark domed part.
Sacrificing to satisfy. To take the major part
Playing the centurial caressing to take that
My lousy lass to her derilium and jerky act
But as a man if I must face here the fact
No joy is in sex for me than slowly insert...
click: Samuel C. Enunwa Feb. 4, 2012.