She is a fine reflection of my way,
Meriting all the uses I'd ascribe;
She kneels down, so her spread thighs display
Her shaven cunt: it helps me to decide
Whether to fuck her mouth first or her sex:
Both seem quite damp and dutifully tight;
It's hardly a decision to perplex:
For taking both is my path to delight;
And hers: for she offers to entertain;
And splays herself, then arches back: felines
Could never curve as well and still remain
Positioned perfectly for my designs
To be realised: any inspection
Will show you all the worth of her reflection.
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