No Mattress Big Stress

Death Sentence far who has no mattress.
Don’t expect her to laugh: your mistress. 
Thanks to mattress for solved stress 
And for solved stress Lord God I bless!
Once we lie on arranged mattress
Our bodies against its foam press; 
With it a straight contact without dress; 
With no mattress night battles with stress
But surely one needs fine bed-sheets
For the huge comfort beyond a seat’s.
If bared body should plain mattress meet 
One is about to consume raw meat!
The hugest mattress for long sex?
You could still end up lover’s Ex-:
As mattress does it not for one;
One finds the skills she finds the fun!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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