The Spark Continues
We finally met, I had a bet
You couldn't look me in the eye
don't you fret, you'll soon be wet
That's a bet, not a threat
Come up between my leggs
Gently enter between my thighs
How you love to hear my sighs
Oh the ecstasy of my cries
The look upon your face
How I love the intensed look
As you girated in my size
I saw it in your eyes
Even though we had no ties
I always liked to make you rise
You always seemed to like my size
Never had to improvise
I already gave you the nobel prize
Now the time has come
Won't you please succumb
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