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Mr. Hest!
Mr. Hest!
Mr. Hest! ! !
PENETRATION! Body to body…chest to chest.
Trembling orgasms follow thunderous thrusts of aggression
In passion's nest.
EJACULATION! The showering crescendo
Bringing close to the symphony of lust at nature’s ardent request.
Flooding rivers of sperm scurry forth maniacally in search
........................................of a single egg to coalesce.
In moments or days…conception is made with one sperm
.............................................out swimming all the rest.
Nine months in uteri, a baby wades in warm silky amniotic fluid
....................................................wearing it like a vest.
A fine boy baby ready to wear the family crest.
He who came to be the night his mother told his Papa, YES!
CONTRACTIONS then came…yet still she held the secret,
..............................the need had not arrived to confess…
Her water would soon burst
But things could turn out right nonetheless.
As the nurses and doctors assembled to welcome
....................the new life her belly now possessed.
With every push she moaned and cried….
Evidently confused and worn
......................she still had to be at her very best.
YELLING at her husband for the nine months of
.......................pregnancy she was made to invest.
And the nine hours of labor of which she had carried
.....the pain alone upon the utmost noble and insufferable test.
BORN from one night of passion and a man who was pussy obsessed.
The best sex in the world
...without a condom or a pill to protest.
THIS baby is born and OHHHHHH what a crowning mess.
...............for his father and mother are white
...............but the baby...black as their chauffeur
.....................the amorous Mr. Hest!
............................................Mr. Hest!
........................................... Mr. Hest! ! !
(c) 2005 Jacques C. Earley
Jacques C. Earley
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