She can't wait to get started and won't stop
Until she has been sated and her need
Lies dormant once again; then she can flop
And rest in an embrace that's bound to feed
New appetites. Soon, she will ride again
And straddle him with style and such grace
That he's deeply embedded: he'll remain
Erect within her cunt, nicely in place;
She's readied with a wetness that's supplied
A warmth between their bodies as she fucks
Him with an effort that can't be denied;
So, he will pull her down and, as he plucks
Another cry from her - don't hesitate,
Because it is quite certain: she can't wait.
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