THE DONUT FINE
I whispered in her ear
I said what I wanted,
and called her dear.
She smiled as she bent
at the waist and
forward I went
the tube divine
the channel anal
the donut fine
In and out I lusted
grunting and groaning
till my nut was busted
then she turned
and whispered in my ear
and then I learned
dear, you must know
this pleasure is yours
you’ll reap what you sow
I was in trap
and she stood at my gate
and buckled a strap
she pushed and I bent
I grunted aloud
and inward she went
the tube divine
the channel anal
the donut fine
when it was over
and I was busted
and crying moreover
she said with a smile
as she dropped that tool
that’s how you defile
and now you might ask
why is it for you
why is it my task
it was decreed by fate
when I got my pussy
and you the prostate
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