THE PERFECT MAN
So sweet, so lovable
So intensly sexual
This may be the perfect man
Be he humble or be he Tarzan
He be all man in all ways
When the hour comes for sleeping
You'll never find me weeping
For he makes me feel so good
With his tool hard as wood
Makes me yell out in pleasure
Then comes my turn to make him sweat
Which is done with all my tricks
In and out, up and down
Turns our world upside
KAREN J LOWE
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