Wiggle wiggle
Dingle.
Spot. On its tip.
Hold. Feel it.
With your grip.
Likened. Hardened.
You sexy ol' thing.
UhmmFuhmmGhumm.
The feeling it brings.
SZSALTY!
GWAH!
It's tasty. For you.
Knowing what,
It might to you do.
Slip it down.
Below to the box.
Slam. Twist Groan.
Onto the rocks.
Because it feels like one,
A rock inside you.
RWAOAH!
The passion that binds you.
GRHRRIR!
It's over the topping.
MHRMST!
The feeling z' not stopping.
Groan. Sweat. Swivel. Plunk.
It's over the top.
And your ship it sunk.
Sigh, shiver. Kiss kiss.
Kiss some more.
Clink.
What this night have in store?
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