Roses are red,
Pleasure abound,
Beneath that pile,
Of cute bums, oh so round.
***
A night for the ages,
Surely it would be,
Let's lock the door,
And throw away the key.
***
No one may leave,
'Til all sanity be lost,
Amidst orgasm and pain,
Our innocence, the cost.
***
Your tongue shall lash,
My fingernails shall rake,
The first to cum,
Be spanked 'til daybreak.
***
A whip, a hook,
Maybe even a cross,
Such delectable delights,
But who'll be the boss?
***
Perhaps an audition,
Is what we shall need?
To see who will grovel,
And whose law be decreed?
***
This much I know,
A noise complaint,
We'll receive, as we scream,
Fuck it! To our pointless restraint.
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P.S. Dibs on being at the bottom of the pile. 😜
