I'D Like To Be Your Bicycle Seat Poem by Don Juan Tenorio
I'D Like To Be Your Bicycle Seat
I'd like to be your bicycle seat,
Then every day, I could get a treat.
Your sweet behind there on my face,
That's just a thought, I can't erase.
Squeezed between those luscious thighs,
Not caring who your'e passing by.
Firmly holding you in place,
While you contented sit on my face.
Lost in bliss as you ride down hill,
Giving me one lovely thrill.
Don Juan Tenorio
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9/21/2024 12:48:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Reminds me of the Victorian ditty: I always wondered what it would be like, To be a seat upon a bike, '