Trade-off

I'll write a poem about sex,
but first a little note.
One thing this writer expects,
is you to take time to vote!

I know that you are here to read,
something rated with an 'X'
Because it's everybody's need,
to have their fill of sex...

I'll write of all those things you want,
using every juicy kind of word!
I'll even describe my tight, little cunt..
in ways you've never heard.

But do remember my little note,
written at the start.
Take a moment to give your vote!
Before you have to part...

If you were here or I were there,
we could do all of kinds of stuff!
I'd let you touch me everywhere,
and even kind of rough...

I'd get on my knees
do special tricks
the things that please
and start with licks!

I'd lick and suck and touch and taste,
and then do what should follow...
you'd find that I never waste,
and that I always swallow!

You could taste my specialness,
with your probing tongue.
Or we could share a french kiss,
those are always fun!

Lights on or lights out,
it matters not to me.
Sex is what it's all about,
as I'm sure you can see.

Once more I must remind
for you to give your vote!
Imagine me, as I move and grind,
when through your thoughts I float.

Close your eyes, so you can hear..
as I softly moan.
Pretend that I am near,
that you are not alone.

Touch my breasts, suck a nipple
enjoy me in your mind.
Feel the pleasures as they ripple,
the feeling is so fine!

Imagine flesh touching flesh,
bodies pressed together.
Hands exploring without rest,
mine light as a feather.

My mouth is hot, and with greed,
my lips are soft and wet.
Doing things, yes indeed...
that you'll not soon forget.