He Pleased Her With His Big Stick-That Was His Favorite Trick. - Poem by Michael Gale
That Auburn head beauty bit me upon my right shoulder...
As i smiled, i removed her over the shoulder double bolder holder.
Next she whipped out a golden paired handcuffs...
From behind my back i produced a good leather whip.
She now knows times are rough, as i sport a more natural stiff.
Both her eyes widened with remarkable surprise...
She did so thought that it was a horses own tool, in disguise.
She did know that she was in store for a real good time...
Af't i pulled it out-she would surely sigh, giggle and step down from that
elevated long climb.
To dismount she would be required to shake me totally loose...
Now to finish her exit with a real nice wriggle and jiggle.
I'm not a paid escort, but when done she did tip me fine...
Prior the night before, we had dined and drank lots of expensive
Now word of mouth has rapidly spread...
My phone rings off the hook and i no longer feel bored or daily dead.
I now live life to the fullest without a second of impending doom or
I am an always great in demand sexual pleaser...
I can now be a much popular selective and picky, big throbbing lady teaser.
So you can feel free to call me or dial my pager...
You can even use cash or any credit card(major) .
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