Three to four more inches,
greater powers
to keep hard at it
for hours and hours,
wake the neighbours
with her moans,
buy now or she could
leave you for Mr Jones
think I'll wait,
see if she goes,
I much prefer
a night's repose
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Considered the op? Rather too frightened? Consider suggesting, she gets it tightened! Danny