The maiden from Kalamazoo
Was wondering what she could do.
She felt broken-hearted;
Her menses had started,
And she badly needed to screw.
And so, the sweet Michigan lass
Rolled over and offered her ass
Although the rear hole
Had not been his goal,
Her fellow responded with class.
He avidly sprawled on her back
She reached out to open her crack.
Her man had a cock
As hard as a rock
And used it to launch the attack.
He fucked her with strokes slow and long
She practic'ly broke into song.
It felt extra nice;
The maiden came twice,
They'd found a new place for his schlong!
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