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X is for Xenia

Xenia: in ancient lore, the ancient Greek custom of hospitality, including the giving of presents

A buxom maiden of nineteen years was Xenia Xerxes

Whose step-dad told her, his guests she must please.

Xenia most happily obeyed

As her body she displayed

Naked for all newcomers to see, squeeze and seize.

Now, her step-dad, Pimpopulous, owned an inn

Where many travelers from afar would drop in

To enjoy their host’s treats

Like his step-daughter’s teats

As their bawdy Bacchanalian bash would begin.

For Xenia was obedient and well bred

And did everything her step-daddy said.

Because that was the law,

She hosted men in her maw

Before inviting them to come in her bed.

Pimpopulous was not one to boast

But he knew Xenia pleased most

When she was compliant

To the kinks of each client

Which his inn had the honour to host.

The inn was humble, make no mistake.

The roof leaked and floorboards did shake

When guests vigorously pounded

And Xenia’s buttocks rebounded

As her sex hole took all it could take.

But her step-dad could easily repair

Any damage that was done there.

For he was handsomely paid

For the service of his maid

Who, alas, didn’t get her fair share.

Her step-father said Xenia got enough.

After all, she just served in the buff,

Serving on her knees

His patrons to please.

If she did not like it, well, that’s tough!

The guests, who often played rough,

Would apply a whip and handcuff

To keep Xenia in her place

While they came on her face

Or got the poor girl ‘up the duff’.

Xenia ’s behaviour one must not condemn.

She provided warm lodgings for men

Who enjoyed her hospitality

And accommodating personality.

And so, they came again and again.

Pimpopulous was a more than good host.

His fame was renowned coast to coast.

For he did not skimp,

This popular pop-pimp,

Serving up the treat men love the most.

Guests give parting gifts, as one knows.

So Pimpopulous had his maid pose

Kneeling with face lifted up

As fresh cum from a cup

Coated her eyelids, her lips and her nose.

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