How wicked thoughts settle in the minds of wholesome men,
How sexual suggestions exaggerate the need for just a friend,
Invitations and smiles set you up for the one nite stand,
A sweet kiss, then a passionate whisk and your playing into his hands,
Ah the treasure chest where the reward is minutes long,
As he plays his cards for days and weeks till he gets you in the wrong,
A lasso of love created by sweet words of need and desire,
Lust still building from this young gelding with loins completely on fire,
You need love, commitment and nice he needs just one thing,
A blow job memory, a midnight pleasentry, and to leave before wedding bells ring,
So before you suck, before you swallow, better get that finger some ice,
A big shiny diamond to remind you of his lying and the bastard who paid a big price,
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-11-16 00:42:03
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