Pussy’s pussy
Or so it’s told

Slippery hair bush
Rods they plume

Boody-love is no, no
Unless you know

Sausage gravy on hairpie sloo
And, thrust and grope
And massage too

Shaved little kitten
On a kitten
For me to view

Let’s not forget there’s boobs:
Some pert
Some like melons too
Some are pointy
Some like balls
Titty-lovin’ is good woe

Figure come in all shapes and size
From the perfect hourglass to the blubbery hide
But don’t count out a bean pole
As these are all in grace.

Legs and feet and armpits
These all have there place.

And, men whom love a hand job
These are not the fool
Caresses nimble grease-play
With the tips painted rouge.

Last I will attest here
Sucking is quite good
But lick me tender lovers
Make me blow so huge.

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