Over a guy
she had a crush,
squeezing her Legs around his Waist
she was en route to make him gush.
This he
would enjoy,
as he liked role playing
as her bad Boy.
All the thing's
that were up her Sleeve,
she said
breathe.
It was for her
and not him,
Sex Balls
beat working out down the Gym.
A Crush on him
he roared like a Lion,
whilst for her
it was pumping Iron.
She had the
strength of Brick Walls,
that was useful for
busting his Balls.
A complete Muscle tone
of a Miss Universe,
and knew Anatomy
as she was a Nurse.
Getting off on him
felt so lush,
she whispered in his Ear
I need you to Blush.
She had him trapped
in her Cave,
not on this Crush
was she going to behave.
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