Not Camel Toed

when you said you were horny i didn't think meaning on your head so far i just thought perhaps centaur but a horse of course is not what you are beyond the feminine you are by far not one of them but then again kissing hair other then there and feeling static legs that equal mine even her pursuit seems stronger then flutes yet devinely vowing to allow her to have me moves to the groove of a pan pipe's melody which then seeing i'm loving and drinking with a lustful beast as much i to meet with need and do concede to her goat's Goddess tongue as cups of wine from chalices flow in streams waterfalling from her breasts she she she can have all of me any time