Witty
Forbidden nectar taste so sweet
She smiles as I play in her garden of eden
Her lips pucker anxiously, but her face remains completely still
Body grabs have escalated dramatically
Slow and steady has transitioned into aggressively rapid
She is the completion of a strenuous journey
To go where many have only dreamed
Selective service of pleasure
Duty calls for the firm and rigid soldier
Playing civilian, she salutes for her commanding officer
Yes Sir!
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